He cheated i chose two firefighters novel Chapter 30

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Summer narrowed her eyes. “And that’s where it ended?”

“No,” I said, voice dropping. “Let’s just say… Gavin is big, but Milo is-” I spotted Summer’s huge Pepsi bottle and pointed at it.

Summer’s mouth fell open. “No. Absolutely not.”

“Okay, maybe not that big,” I admitted, “but close. And he stretched me so good. When we

were done, I was completely dickmatized. Destroyed.”

Maisie’s expression softened. “You like him.”

“I do,” I said carefully. “He’s amazing. But we barely know each other. We’ve been texting

every night since the date, and he’s funny as hell. I want to keep seeing him. But if he’s got

something with this Jace guy… why wouldn’t he tell me? He didn’t say he was bi either. I

wouldn’t care, but isn’t that kind of… relevant?”

“Maybe,” Summer said with a shrug. “But it was one date. Maybe he didn’t want to dump

his whole life story on you. Have you told him about us? About Gavin?”

I hesitated. “No. Fair point. Maybe next time–because I know there’s going to be a next

time.”

“That’s what I’m talking about,” Maisie yelled. “Manifest it.”

Summer and I dissolved into giggles.

I took my phone back, picked the best shot, and sent it.

Miss seeing you… Here’s the picture I promised.

Macalicious: fucking gorgeous.

”

My smile came fast. I considered sending another message–something flirtier, something

bolder–but I stopped myself. I didn’t want to come off desperate.

While Maisie and Summer finished getting ready, I drifted through the boutique and pulled

a couple outfits I liked, just because I could. Maisie had already given me a lifetime fifty

percent discount like it was nothing.

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I really do have the best people around me–Natalie, Summer, Maisie, and Gavin. I’m hoping Milo ends up on that list too. I really did like him.

And if what they were saying about Jace was true, I’d have to ask.

Then we were in the car, pulling up to the club.

The building looked like it had been dipped in ink: black roof, black walls, windows so dark they swallowed light. Two stories, imposing in a way that felt deliberate. The sign read Club

Drei in cursive, glowing in blue and black neon.

We flashed our cards and were let in.

Inside, the music moved like a slow pulse–sensual, heavy on the bass. I felt it thumping through me. Moans were threaded into the sound like part of the beat.

Blacklight washed the room, and I was shocked by how clean everything looked. In my

experience, blacklight snitches on everyone.

Everywhere I looked there were bodies: people kissing, couples, threesomes, even

foursomes. They weren’t scattered on the floor like some chaotic mess–there were round beds, plush couches, spaces that felt intentionally designed for exactly this.

A long bar ran along one side. I watched the bartender serving drinks while a big guy

fucked her from behind like it was just another part of the job. It was absurd enough that I

almost laughed.

Maisie, Summer, and I stood off to the side, taking it all in.

And I realized something instantly: I liked watching. A lot.

Heat pooled between my legs, fast and relentless. My clit throbbed, and I was already wet. Then Maisie’s hands slid over my shoulders, gentle at first, and her mouth found my neck.

I moaned before I could stop it.

I’d never been with a woman, not really, but I wasn’t against the idea. Not even a little.

She shifted behind me, slipped her hands under my arms, and cupped my breasts through

the dress. I heard her moan–low, hungry–and when I glanced back, I saw why.

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Summer was on her knees behind Maisie, head tucked under Maisie’s dress. Maisie’s legs were spread just enough to make it obvious what Summer was doing, even if I couldn’t see

1. it.

My right hand drifted to my covered pussy and pressed.

Fuck.

I was so horny.

When I turned my gaze back out into the room, I noticed two men across from me, standing

side by side, watching. They were focused on me–on Maisie’s hands on my chest, on the

way I was basically touching myself through my clothes.

One said something to the other.

They both wore black slacks and sheer short–sleeved black shirts. Their masks were black and silver, covering everything except their mouths. They looked almost identical at a distance–like twins–except one was a little taller, heavier in the shoulders, and tattooed

across his chest and upper arms.

Maisie sucked at my neck again, and I tipped my head back.

Then she leaned in, lips at my ear. “They’ve been staring. And they look so good. Go over there and enjoy yourself.”

“Just… walk up?” I whispered. “What am I supposed to do?”

Her voice turned sweet and dangerous. “Have you ever had a threesome?”

“No.”

“Well,” she said, patting my ass and giving me a small push forward, “you’re about to. Thank God you let Gavin stretch you out this week. Now go. Have fun.”

Here goes nothing.

My heart hammered like it wanted out of my chest as I started toward them.

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