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Amber

A fter a hideous traffic jam, we enter our cozy apartment—exhausted yet satisfied—and chuck our bags onto the floor. We needed to break each other apart only to build a stronger version of ourselves—after spending a month around them this is my conclusion.

Teddy runs to Ronnie’s room as his paws hit the floor, vanishing out of view quickly.

“You’re back!” Piper’s voice fills the space around me before I close the door and she runs to hug me.

“Hey,” I wrap my arms around her, “Yeah, we’re back.”

“I had so much fun spending time with you before you left, I hope we get the chance to do it again.” She gives fist bumps to Ronnie and Bradley behind my back.

“Definitely,” I pull back to show her my serious face. “Why don’t we meet for movie night later this week?”

“Deal.” Her smile reaches her eyes and my heart melts. “I’ll let you settle in. Bye.” She waves and skips down the hall.

I wave back and lock the door behind me.

“Kitchen Island, now.” A demand ejects itself from Ronnie’s lips, and a set of hands haul me over their shoulder.

“You heard the man.”

I curve my neck back to see Bradley’s grin turning into a smirk, eyes blazing as he presses my butt on top of the cold marble counter.

“I want this, do you?” Ronnie asks, and I feel his laser gaze burning through me and Bradley.

Pushing into a seating position, I’m met with his soft eyes. “Take me. Claim me. Own my body.” My clit pulsates, making my walls clench with each second that they don’t. “I want everything you said you’d do to me.”

“You heard her, she’s ready.” Bradley licks the shell of my ear and sucks my earlobe fiercely.

“Okay, if you need to stop we stop. If you are not comfortable with something you tell us immediately. If you’re unsure, scared, or feel like something is wrong, you stop us and we talk about it.” Ronnie’s eyes wait for our agreement.

I nod. “Agreed.”

“You either tap on our bodies or use your safe word. What is it?”

“Harley.”

Bradley chuckles at my side. “I’m still waiting for something to happen with your bat. She fascinates me in ways that are unhealthy for my dirty mind.”

“Let’s see where this night goes and maybe you’ll find out,” I wiggle my brows.

“Mmm,” he growls, nipping on my earlobe, “I like that answer.”

Fire rages through my body, coursing through my veins at the mere thought of us. Skin to skin. After all those fantasies we’ve had together and apart.

“Are you on the pill?” Ronnie eats the distance between us until the edge of the counter presses against the bulge in his pants.

“Yes.” This craving inside me kicks in, wanting this to start so we can reenact our fantasies. “Now shut up and eat me already,” I demand.

With a raised eyebrow he asks, “May we rip your clothes off?”

“Knock yourselves out.”

The ripping sound of the fabric tearing apart in seconds paints goosebumps all over my flesh—I wear nothing but a pleased smile.

“So much better.” Ronnie puffs out his chest, fire burns in his eyes with each breath. “What we did in Staten Island was nothing compared to what we’re about to do to you now. But just so you’d know, I wanted to fuck you on the roof, on the pool table, at the beach. The wait was insufferable.”

“Prove it.” I sass again.

“Damn Bear.”

Forcing my thighs apart, Ronnie’s throat bobs hard as he views my glistening pussy. “Lie on your back and let me eat, I’m fucking starving.” Broad shoulders and strong arms pressing firmly against my waist, keep me in place while my legs rest on his shoulders. “Look at this perfect pussy. Slick with arousal.” His warm breath hits my center, making my walls clench again. “Begging me to put my mouth right here.”

My heart thuds against my ribcage, waiting for his lips to press mine.