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Chapter 15

Cherry

What does the receptionist at a sperm bank say as clients leave?

“Thanks for coming!”

Jacob’s lips connect with mine; his tanned hand cups my cheek and pulls me closer as if trying to permanently fuse our lips together.

His other hand is still on my thigh, and I want to drag him into the bathroom and let him do filthy things to me. Even with the others around me, Jacob holds my full attention. His hand on my leg feels like it’s burning just from his touch, and I lose myself in the feel of his mouth dominating mine.

I moan as his tongue probes my mouth, and it turns into a battle. Our tongues clash, and I have to suppress the urge to climb into his lap and grind on his cock cage through his pants.

The alcohol thrums through my blood, and I know I’m tipsy enough to feel confident enough to let whatever is happening right now happen between us.

Brad moves closer to my back, his hand skimming up my arm, and goosebumps follow in its path.

I’m painfully aware of them all around me, and for once, I want to allow myself to enjoy something that isn’t work.

Jade is always talking about how she enjoys her nights with her conquests. She might be my favorite nympho, but I want that after nothing but the destroyer for the last two years—best investment after catching them together.

I may have forgiven them, and I’m glad they are happy together even after all this time, but I wish I weren’t the one to get her heart broken in the process, and it’s taken me two years to move past it.

But now I think I’m healed, with their hands on me and their mouths like sin; I think I can finally forget the pain that ripped my heart out.

“Where did your head go, sweetness?” Macon asks me, startling me from my thoughts.

“Nowhere, I think the tequila hit a little too hard.” I chuckle, tucking a strand of pink hair behind my ear.

“Shall we get out of here then?” Brad suggests, his lips skimming up my neck.

“Please,” I practically beg, craning my neck to the side to give him better access.

“I’ll call my driver. Shall we go back to mine?” Braylen suggests, and I turn my head to look at him, seeing how his eyes track the other's every movement as they touch my body.

“D-do you want that?” I ask, pushing myself away from between Jacob and Brad and looking at the other two.

Macon nods his head, his eyes trailing over my body, undressing me. He licks his lips and winks at me when he sees me staring at him. “I’m down, sweetness. I’m dying for another taste.”

“I think I would follow you anywhere, my love,” Jacob’s cheeks darken when my head snaps to him from the nickname. “Too much?”

I shake my head, “No, I like it.”

“What about you little man?” Macon asks Brad, downing the last shot of tequila in front of him.

“I’ve spent long enough pining after my unicorn. Now that I’ve got her, I’m not letting her go.” His baby blue eyes sparkle as he looks up at me, and I smile in response.

"Sounds good! Ready to go?" Braylen cheerfully says, tossing his napkin on the table before getting up, causing the wooden chair to scrape across the floor.

Braylen’s driver pulls up in a six-seater car this time since Jacob and Macon didn’t want to drive after drinking.

“Lucas, please take us to my place,” Braylen orders.

“All of you?” Lucas asks, his eyes skipping over the guys and stopping on me. His lip curls into a sneer in the front mirror, and I drop my eyes, unsure of what I’ve done to offend him.

“Yup.” Brad swings his arm around my shoulders in the back seat, pulling me further into his side. “We’re about to treat our girl justttt right.”

“You gonna let me into your swamp?” Macon nibbles on my ear.

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