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“I don’t know why you were so worried, baby,” Jay added. “I hope in the future you won’t fret about confronting us.”

“I’ll try.” It was true that she was unlikely to ever feel as stressed as she had today after seeing their reactions and realizing how much they cared about her and how committed they were.

It was hard for her to be certain until now. She hadn’t known them long enough, nor had they faced a confrontation like she’d brought to them before tonight. Now she knew. They had her back.

Was she ready to take the next step with them?

She shuddered. Every time she thought about throwing caution to the wind and letting these four men take her out of this stratosphere, nerves consumed her.

Perhaps if she’d been living in a previous world in which she might have dated a boy in her late teens, gradually letting him grope her until they finally had sex, she would have been like any other teenage girl.

But that wasn’t the world they lived in. And these weren’t teenage boys. They were men. All of them older than her. All of them experienced. They’d had sex. They’d shared women.

She’d done nothing of the sort. Not with one boy. Not with one man. Not with two men. Certainly not with four.

She knew they would never pressure her to do anything she wasn’t ready for. Nor would they care about her inexperience. But when she considered even the most basic aspects of what sex would mean with four men…

Hell, when she thought back on her first night here and how they’d made her feel. All of them. Touching her everywhere. Making her brain malfunction and her vision blur. Making her feel things she’d never fully grasped. Not even with her own fingers.

She’d had her clothes on when they’d given her that mind-blowing orgasm. What would happen when they got her naked, when they were naked also? She was almost too scared to find out, so she was dragging her feet.

But God, she wanted them. Her body had been alive in a way she’d never experienced, ever since she’d met them. A low-level arousal followed her everywhere all the time. She wanted to give in to it. She considered it every night, and then she would chicken out.

It wasn’t as though she could touch herself and get any relief. She was never alone except in the bathroom, and there was no way she would risk masturbating in the shower. With her luck, she’d end up screaming or taking too long. She wouldn’t chance it, but she was definitely growing restless.

Ledger cupped her face and kissed her. “I’d love to know what’s going through that pretty little mind of yours. Considering the way you’re squirming on my lap, I’d say it has something to do with all the ways you’d like us to worship your sexy body after that birth control kicks in.”

She flushed and buried her face in his neck. “Stop it.”

He chuckled, his body vibrating under her as his hands slid up and down her back. It only took moments for her to feel her arousal growing from the permanent low-level to something more.

Yeah, she needed to put an end to this charade soon before she lost her mind thinking lustful thoughts.

Soon.

Definitely soon.


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