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Chapter 1

Kipp

“I love dick!” I shout.

My dance partner’s eyes flick to the dildo crown atop my head. “Honey, I can tell.”

“Wanna lick?” I ask, holding out my candy necklace. It, too, is made of dicks. Tiny ones in all sorts of colors.

The guy grins, but before I can feed him one of my sugar penises, I’m spun away.

“Shit,” I mutter, stumbling a step before strong hands steady me. Recognition kicks in immediately. “Teddy! I know you. Hey, open up. Not for anything weird, I swear. I just wanna put a dick on your tongue.”

“You’re wasted,” Teddy says, his tone stern even as there’s a smile on his face.

“You’re lovely,” I counter.

Teddy’s eyebrows rise, and he grabs hold of my hand, leading me off the dance floor. The guy I was twerking with tries to come along, but Teddy shakes his head in a clear nuh-uh gesture.

I’m pretty sure the cockblock should irritate me, not make me all warm and gooey inside, but I can’t find it in me to care. Not when Teddy’s big hand is wrapped so securely around my own.

“Why haven’t we fucked?” I ask him.

Teddy glances at me over his shoulder, but he doesn’t have time to respond before we’re arriving at the bar. Teddy plops me onto a stool and flags down the bartender, and a minute later, there’s a cold bottle of water in my hand.

“Drink,” he says.

I do. Not because Teddy told me to, but because I’m thirsty. That’s the only reason.

“You didn’t answer my question,” I point out when my water is gone.

Teddy leans close, something spicy and sweet hitting my nose with his proximity. He smells good enough to lick several times over. “We’re not having this conversation while you’re drunk,” he says.

“Boo,” I reply, but then I notice how low-cut his shirt is. “Your chest is so nice. I like it a lot.”

“That so?” he asks. I get the sense he’s laughing at me, but it feels like a nice laugh, so I roll with it.

“Mhm. I like your cock, too, even though you’ve never let me have it.” And whoops. Niko would call that an inside thought.

Teddy leans close again, causing my pulse to hitch. “You’ve never asked.”

“What?” I practically shout. “That can’t be true.”

I’ve known Teddy for over a year and a half at this point, even though we’ve never been particularly close. He works with my bestie Niko, aka Adonis, at Elite 8 Studios, hence my having seen his very nice cock. The man makes beautiful porn. That thick frame, hairy chest, his massive arms, even bigger thighs, and the long, cut dick that could easily fuck me into next Thursday? Yeah, sign me up.

“Surely I’ve asked,” I say. Why wouldn’t I have? Teddy is plain hot, and I’ve had a lowkey crush on him since we met.

He shakes his head, his face so very close to mine. Probably because of how far I’m leaning off my stool.

“But you’re so pretty,” I say, stroking his beard.

He snorts, his big brown eyes crinkling at the corners. “And you’re drunk.”

“Not that drunk,” I defend, nearly slipping off my perch. Teddy catches me before I can fall to the floor.

“Yes, that drunk,” he says, shaking his head. His voice is almost too low to hear when he adds, “What am I going to do with you, Kipp?”

I open my mouth to tell him anything with his dick and my face would be fine, but then a drink is being set in front of me on the bar. “From the guy in the red shirt,” the bartender says before walking off.

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