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“What do you mean?”

“He’s just a complicated man, he never got to have a normal childhood, when he turned eighteen, he let loose and enjoyed everything he could.”

I laughed. “He was a slut.”

Chris laughed heartedly with his head tilted back. “I guess you could say that.”

“Mmhmm. I heard the same about you,” I retorted.

“Touche, my love. But right now, Jameson is the luckiest man here.”

The song ended, and it couldn’t have ended sooner.

My eyes met Jameson’s as I watched Chris walk over and whisper something to him. After realizing he’d been watching us from a bench, I walked over to him, sat on his lap, and took one drink he was holding.

“What were you two talking about?” he asked.

I put my arm across his shoulders. “You.”

“Me? What about me?”

“Ah, he just asked how we met, what I do for work, what he does, if you and I are together, male sluts.”

“Hmm. Never mind. I don’t want to know.”

I laughed.

The night was winding down, and everyone was leaving, thanking Chris for inviting them. All that was left was the three of us.

The DJ packed up his equipment, bid us goodnight, and Chris walked over and turned on the stereo. He grabbed bottled beer and came over and passed me and Jameson one.

“Cheers.”

“Cheers.” Chris’s eyes locked on mine as he took a long sip of his Stella Artois beer.

Then I watched the two men exchange a look, I wasn’t sure what it was about, and I was afraid to ask.

“Did you ask her?” Chris asked Jameson, and I swallowed a hard lump.

“Ask me what?” I wanted clued in on what was happening.

“I already told him; you wouldn’t be down for it.”

“Well, let me be the judge of that.”

Jameson looked at me with a ‘you don’t want to know.’

“Well?”

“Have you ever been with two men before?”

I practically spit my drink out.

“Can’t say I have.” I placed a hand on my hip. “Is this something you’ve done before?”

A devilish grin spread across Jameson’s face, and before I could get answers, Jameson was already closing the distance between us as he locked his lips onto mine. I think my heart was in my butt. Chris came behind me, swept my hair out of the way, and kissed my neck. I felt my nipples immediately stand at attention, and wetness pooled in my thong.

“What do you say, love?” Chris asked as Jameson looked at me for an answer.

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