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Chapter 111 Drunk
Scar’s POV
Dear Diary,
Whenever I drink, every single inhibition abandons me.
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Hew
I am drunk, that is my state. Maisie, Summer, and Daxter have gone for a walk along the beach. Maisie’s friends departed after dinner. Dylan’s brothers and their friends also left. Natalie appeared quiet to me, but seated around a bonfire, we were all somewhat quiet. Gavin has taken Maren swimming. I am far too wasted, having consumed three large margaritas. I observe as Dylan whispers something into Natalie’s ear and she flushes a deep red. Her gaze snaps to meet mine and I offer her
a smile. A minute later, Natalie drags Dylan down the beach, allowing the darkness to swallow them
until they disappear from my view.
“Are you okay, beautiful?” Milo inquires of me. He kisses me on my forehead. We are seated on a
blanket. I watch Jace roast a marshmallow and then blow on it once it is finished. He removes the
marshmallow from the metal skewer he is using. He breaks it into two pieces and feeds one half to
himself. I hum with pleasure. I adore roasted marshmallows.
“Scar, Chief mentioned you could sleep at the firehouse on Christmas Eve. Jace and I discussed it, and
we plan to take our mattresses off our bunks. We will place them side by side on the floor to create a
small shared bed. It will be a tight fit, but at least we will all get to sleep together for our first
Christmas.”
“Really? That sounds wonderful. Papa, mama, and Hale are leaving next week. I believed I was going to spend Christmas Eve alone. I am so glad I will not be.”
We sit there for a moment. I am feeling exceptionally good, An idea suddenly enters my mind. I grab
my phone and turn on some music. I stand up and as the song Drink Me by Michele Morrone begins to
play, I start to sway. My guys scoot closer together and Jean against each other while they watch me. I feel the music glide over me and caress me. My hands slide all over my clothed body. Their eyes fixed on me, blazing with lust, spur me onward. Plus, there is the liquid courage.
I turn around, undo my messy bun, and let my hair fall loose. The song ends and Mouth by Bush starts. My hips sway; I look over my shoulder and see both of their eyes are locked on my ass. I slowly pull one strap off my shoulder, then the other, and let my sundress fall. Now I am only in my thong; I hear both of them inhale sharply. I bend at the waist and run my hands slowly up my legs.
Milo groans; I look through my legs at them and smile. Jace adjusts himself. I get on my knees and
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position myself with my ass up, then lean into the sand, pivoting on my hips onto my back, arching, and coming up again. I give a little bounce when I return to my knees. Both of their eyes follow the
motion of my breasts.
The song Never Tear Us Apart by Bishop Briggs begins to play, and I observe the fire igniting in their eyes as I make my slow, deliberate crawl toward them. Milo shifts swiftly onto his knees. He peels away his clothing. I move into the space between them and turn my gaze to Jace. Milo’s hands begin to wander over me, his palms descending from my neck, over my shoulders, before settling to cradle my breasts. I continue swaying my hips, feeling the press of his hard cock against my ass.
Jace passes his tongue over his lips as he watches the two of us. I lean forward once more, my ass rotating against Milo. He releases a groan, his hands securing my hips. I bring my lips to meet Jace’s. We kiss while Milo rocks into me, sliding his cock between my cheeks. He then seizes my thong and tears it from my body. Another pair of panties is gone. When I break the kiss with Jace, he removes his
own clothes and kneels before me.
The heat from the fire warms our skin, and our bodies find the rhythm of the music. I lower myself further and take Jace into my mouth. I feel Milo nudge my legs wider apart, and then he slides into my soaked pussy without resistance. My head moves on Jace. The sound of his moaning pushes me forward with greater assurance. I take him deep into my throat and moan as Milo finds my G–spot.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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