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"I think we each have one more,” Sebastian says.“It gets us going every damn time.”

"What is it?"I ask, looking between them.

Together, they say, ”You."

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Ella

The next day is Saturday.I wake up and play the piano, although my pussy clenches when I sit down on the bench and remember everything we did on this very spot yesterday.It was so unbelievably hot.It probably won’t be long before I’m parading around the guys in skimpy, little girl clothes, hinting that I want to do it again.Or maybe I’ll just give some attitude to Sebastian until he decides I need to learn a lesson.

I do so love learning his lessons.

Kingston has gone out to get us some pastries and coffee from the shop down the block.While he’s gone, I finish at the piano and join Sebastian on one of the couches nearby.He’s typing something into his phone.

“What are you up to?”I ask.“New song ideas?”

He gives me a sheepish smile.“Nah.I was just donating to Sexual Abuse Prevention of San Esteban.It’s been a while since I did that.Just because I’m not the piece of shit I once believed I was, doesn’t mean they don’t still need support.”

“You sound disappointed that you’re not a piece of shit,” I say, winking.“I still think you’re a bit of a jerk, though, don’t worry.”

He laughs and drops his phone on the table before tackling me to the sofa and tickling me.

“Am I a jerk now?”he demands, grinning down at me.

One of his legs is pressed between mine.I roll my hips slightly, stealing the friction I need to make an extra burst of lust spark through me.

“You’re such a bad girl,” he whispers, biting my earlobe.

“Looks like I’m missing out on some fun.”Kingston walks in, carrying our drinks, a white bag full of pastries, and the mail.One of the envelopes is already open, and King grins at us as he drops it on the coffee table.“Who wants to go to Hawaii?”

I push Sebastian off of me and pick up the thick invitation.The embossed border is full of daisies and the colors are bright—it’s super cute.In the corner, though, one of the flowers is a lollipop instead of a daisy.I don’t have to read the text to know what this invitation is about.But of course, I read it anyway, my excitement mounting.

You are cordially invited to attend the wedding of Olivia Santiago, Ryder Callihan, and Jaxon Marsel.

The invitation goes on to specify the date in August, as well as the place—Maui.

The high-pitchedsqueesound I make is loud enough to make Schrödinger raise his head and glare at me.

“That’s really soon—two months!”I say.

“They told me to save the date a couple of months ago,” Kingston says.

“Did you save the date?Are we going to Hawaii?”I ask.“I want to go, oh, Isowant to go.Please can we go?”

Kingston grabs me and tugs me tight against him, so tight I can feel his cock hardening against my stomach.

“That depends,” he says.“Do you think you can be a good girl?”

Oh, I definitely can.And I proceed to show both him and Sebastian just how good I can be.

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