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I ask, but I feel Madison's hand on my forearm when I try to get up, "What ex?" "Brian Lannister. He made a video on you, he's saying you're in a relationship with your brothers," the other girl says and while I'm trying to process those words, she takes out her phone to start recording me, "Did your really fuck your brothers? How was it? Who has the biggest dick?" What?

I didn't even know the address of where she lived and I typed the question before leaving her chat box to the second lady. Madison: Are you free right now, boo? I think the pin on my brassier caught on the door. I'm the only one home and I've been standing, trying to get it out but it won't budge. Can you come to help me? *Inserts puppy-eyed emoji* I chuckled at her ridiculous lie as I typed a response. Badboy Max: Only if you've got your pussy up to be eaten. I'm kidding. Expect me over in five.

I whisper to the camera, voice cracking with shame and leftover pleasure. They make me come two more times on video. Each orgasm leaves me weaker and wetter. My mind spins between “this is wrong” and the desperate need for the next touch. By the time they finally turn the vibrator off I am a trembling mess, naked and covered in my own slick. Riley strokes my hair almost tenderly. “You are doing so well. But we still have hours until morning.” Madison pulls something bigger from her bag—a thick dildo with a suction base. She sticks it to the hardwood floor right in the middle of our circle.

Pictures of me and Kade outside the venue, his hands on my waist and us leaving together. God. We looked like a real couple. “They know Kade is your new client.” Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. The elevator feels too small, too hot, too freaking crowded. My lungs almost give up as I see another headline flash across my screen. COULD THE BLACK OUTCAST BE DATING HIS BROTHER’s BEST-FRIEND FOR REVENGE? DIRT BIKER KADE BLACK’s GIRLFRIEND IDENTIFIED AS MANAGER. CLIENT-MANAGER ROMANCE? My eyes squeeze shut. I wasn’t thinking when I asked him to pretend for me, I should’ve ended things there.

“What?” Madison pointed a manicured finger at a small, hidden camera tucked into the bookshelf. “I have everything, Colt. I have you lying on the bed, and I have us fucking. But do you think the video will show that you were drugged from the corner it is located in?" She let out a cruel laugh. "If you go to the police, I'll leak that video to Lauren? She’ll see exactly what her ‘hero’ does when she’s not looking.”

“Okay. I’m all ears. Explain.” “It’s fake,” I whispered, blushing in embarrassment. “What is fake?” Madison asked me, looking confused. “The relationship. Nothing is real.” “What?” Madison exclaimed. It took her a while to process her thoughts. I began explaining everything to her and everything that went down. “Wow.” She collapsed on my bed. “And here I thought I was about to see an epic love story,” she sniffled dramatically. “No show going on here,” I chuckled. “How did you convince Hayden to play along with you?”

“Excuse me? How dare you speak to me like—” I pulled out my phone, swiped to the video, and shoved it toward her face. The footage played on full volume, her unmistakable laugh, the way she pressed herself against Marcus Hale, one of my longest-serving board members, kissing him like a desperate slut in that hotel lobby. The way his hands roamed over her body near the elevator. Veda stared at the screen. For a second, she froze. Then she tried to recover. “That… that isn’t me,” she said quickly, her voice rising in pitch. “Calder, someone must have edited this. Deepfakes are everywhere these days. You can’t possibly believe—”

She repeatedly massages her own chest while grinding her body in front of him. "D-Don't torture me," Kraius said with difficulty. His breathing hitched and his heart was beating fast. He also looked at his cock which was already mad in wanting to fuck senselessly. The woman in front of him laughed and frowned at his reaction, but it was just for a moment then she seriously and slowly walked closer to him.

scratch that the most ugly man i have ever seen stepped out of the car Jeez his looks could kill , from his manly flawless face to his beautiful lips and oh my God his physique, his muscles were literally trying to rip - off his shirt... gosh i think he's a greek God Who the fu***ing hell are you " his sexy voice brought me outta my trance"

he murmurs. And then his lips press against mine. Soft and warm. My entire body freezes. For a second, I forget how to breathe. His hand slides around my waist, steady but firm, pulling me closer. His other hand cups my face like he’s afraid I might disappear. My mind goes blank. There’s no heat. No urgency. Just contact. Just the reality of someone else’s lips on mine. The commentator’s voice explodes through the speakers. “Ohhh! Alpha Calix is stealing a kiss from his girlfriend!”