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I feel his heavy sigh and the low words he speaks to himself. “So close to fuckin’ heaven…”

He takes himself in one hand, guiding his dick up and down my hot, wet folds. His tip rubs fasters and faster and I’m still dripping, leaking for him.

He mimics sex, pushing his hips back and forth between my spread thighs, hitting my clit rhythmically, while using the friction of my wet heat to help himself come.

The tips of my unbound breasts fall to the soft carpet. I rub them against it—needing the friction of the rug on my sensitive buds, to increase my pleasure.

I start to come.

“Duke… I’m so close. Please—please don’t stop.”

He grunts, and I feel at least two of his thick fingers entering me, curling up, and reaching my G-spot while his other hand helps his dick pump against my clit.

“Duke,” I rasp, at the same time I feel the hot waterfall of come rain down on my ass.

“Shanna,” he finishes with satisfied grunt. With his hand still inside, his weight crashes against me and in a moment of sweet despair—I realize he marked me without even needing his monster dick taking my V-card to do it.

I’ve been his since the moment we met. I’ve been fooling myself for thinking otherwise.

“Duke,” I whisper.

“What baby?”

I roll over onto my back feeling him still hard against me. His eyes drink in the fullness of my naked breasts for the first time.

“I want you. I want this,” I gesture between the two of us.

He doesn’t say a word but gets off me and pulls up his jeans, tossing my clothes over.

“What the fuck?” I hiss. “You’ve been after me like a dog with a boner for days… weeks. I’m telling you, ‘I’m yours fucking take me,’ and I’m getting the silent treatment?”

“Not here. Christ. I should’ve known Colin Flynn’s daughter would still be untouched.”

“I’m not untouched. And forget about popping my sweet cherry. My plastic vibrator already took care of that.”

His nostrils flare. “Don’t push me any more tonight. I’m already well passed my fucking limit. I’m not taking your virginity here in a fucking supply closet with thirty people on the other side.”

He lifts his shirt over his head and my mouth waters at the bulky muscled chest covered in tattoos. He’s flawless and more powerful than three men combined.

His mouth smirks seeing my obvious desire. “Don’t kid yourself, sweetheart. A vibrator is no substitute for my dick. I’d break you sugar, even if I went slow. I’m still going to take your virginity sweetheart, so don’t even fuckin’ think of seeing that prick frat boy again.”

“How did you know he was a ‘frat-boy?’ ”

“Well if that pussy car he drives wasn’t my first clue, the cheesy decal on the back with his fraternity letters was hard to miss.”

“Oh.”

And I have my second revelation. Whose brotherhood do I want to belong to? Both men have patches, but they are from completely different worlds and mean completely different things: Duke runs with Creed and Spence with Kappa Delta.

But I don’t want to make this decision right now. It’s been too confusing, and I vow never again, to let two men make me come in one night.

DUKE LEFT FIRST, leaving me in a heap on the floor still trying to piece myself together since he kissed me recklessly before shutting the door.

I sigh, finally standing up on shaky legs dumbly realizing I still have my boots on. I smile, admitting it must’ve looked hot. My phone buzzes from inside my purse. I slide it out and unlock it.

Spence: Can’t wait to see you again.

I don’t text back. What could I possibly say? I push the hair off my face, cringing when I spy the clipboard on the floor. I’ll have to come in early tomorrow and do inventory. There’s no way I could attempt it now that my brain’s been reduced to complete mush.

My world has completely been turned upside-down these past few weeks. I thought the start of my senior year was going to be easy—fun even.

But between Duke showing up and so many revelations about the past; I’m not sure which way to go anymore. All I know, is I need Duke, not only to sate my lust but to protect Pops from the retribution the MC would surely levy on him if what he did ever got out.

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