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“Motherfucker.” JD grunts, spurring me on.

Tightening my grip on Alana’s ass, I tug her closer, sliding my hands higher to expose her thong-clad ass to the rest of the room.

Her hands slide up my arms and I shudder. Her innocent touch making me crave more.

“So this is how it’s going to be, is it?” JD asks. “Mav gets whatever he wants and we’re stuck on the sidelines watching.”

Alana smiles before pulling her lips from mine.

She shoots him a look before her eyes lock on mine again.

“Maybe. I guess that all depends on what you want, doesn’t it, Julian?” Her voice is raspy with need. It makes my cock swell.

“Right now, I want to see more of you than Mav’s allowed us to see.” She stands and drops her hands to the bottom on the large hoodie she’s wearing.

“Now, that’s easy,” she says, peeling it up her body, but keeping her back to them, allowing me to admire the goods.

“Reid, pour more drinks. Something tells me one shot isn’t going to be anywhere near enough for what’s to come,” she demands, dropping the hoodie to the floor and leaning back into me for another kiss.

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ALANA

The neck of the bottle clanks against the glasses as Reid does what he’s told for once.

My skin burns with their attention and it spurs me on.

“JD, turn the music up,” I demand before finally turning around.

Reid’s attention quickly averts from the bottle to my bare tits, causing him to spill tequila all over the table.

I smirk.

It seems the days of him being unaffected by me are long gone.

“Shit,” he hisses, glancing down at the mess he’s made.

Music fills the air, the loud beat of whatever they’re listening to vibrates through me.

Leaning over, I swipe up the glass that’s sitting in its own little puddle of alcohol before holding it up.

“Cheers, boys,” I taunt, before lifting it to my lips and swallowing the shot in one mouthful. Predictably, the spilled tequila drips onto my breasts.

All three of them watch the progress of the drops as they race toward my nipples.

“Fuck, Dove.” JD groans, reaching down to squeeze his dick.

“Remember this the next time you push me aside, yeah?” I suggest before spinning back to Mav and thrusting my chest in his face.

His eyes blaze with fire and his tongue sneaks out to lick his lips.

“Clean me up?” I ask.

Without missing a beat, he leans forward and licks up the trail of tequila on my skin.

“Motherfucker.” JD growls as Mav diverts to my nipples, teasing them until they’re stiff peaks desperate for more.

“Delicious,” he taunts, his eyes holding mine, letting me know that he’s a more than willing participant in this game.

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