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Looking up at the ceiling, I made a face. “Ew. What is that?”

August grunted. “Don’t know. Probably don’t want to know.”

I leaned up to look over at Charlie. “Do you have enough room?”

He grinned, flashing those sexy dimples my way. “Aren’t you the sweetest motel bed host ever.”

I reached over Theo to swat Charlie but he just caught my hand and held it against his chest. It sent my heart into overdrive and had me pressed fully against Theo’s side and half of his chest. I glanced up at Theo and my breath caught in my throat as I found his dark eyes on mine.

I licked my lips and watched as he watched me do it. He gripped my chin and slowly lifted my face to his, giving me all the time to turn my head or move away. I didn’t, though. His gaze flicked between my mouth and my eyes until our lips touched.

Too much alcohol and a decade of remembering the single night I spent with them fueled my need, or at least that’s what I would tell myself later. The second Theo kissed me, I let out a moan that could’ve gotten me a job on the set of a porn. My hand clutched Charlie’s as I angled my head to deepen the kiss.

Theo gripped the back of my head and ran his tongue over my lips, seeking entrance that I immediately gave him. He tasted of chocolate and beer, kissed me like he’d been waiting to do it for years, and gripped me tight against him. I was lost.

A hand trailed up the back of my thigh and under my dress, leaving heat in its wake. I broke apart from Theo to see August watching me, a silent question in his eyes. To my body, it was like the decade hadn’t passed. Letting them touch me felt like a continuation of what we’d done like it was the most natural thing in the world. I arched my back and pressed my lower body against August’s hand, letting him know I wanted him, before Theo pulled my mouth back to his.

Charlie ran his hand up my arm, heightening my awareness and making me feel that much hotter. He touched me everywhere, his fingertips always moving. Across my chest, over my back, down my legs.

August’s big hand spread across my inner thigh, urging my legs farther apart. I grunted into Theo’s mouth when he squeezed my thighs and then dragged just the tip of his finger over my panty covered core. Breaking the kiss, I pressed my forehead into Theo’s chest and pushed my ass back as far as I could, silently begging August for more.

“Just as needy now as you were all those years ago, Rea.”


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