Us Three (Book one)
in a long time. I did the last touches on my makeup. I'm wea
and some makeup, my dar
ay as they en
rs!" I say
t's
for tonight?" Ace asks on
n of alcohol, and I will
e says from the
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hose to sit in the back with me. He's been acting strange lately. It all started after I said he was attractive out
don't like parties; the loud music, peo
r me, though, my doms said no alcohol. It's crazy, this BDSM thing. I wonder if pe
ut I can't have any of that." "I'll have it," Clay says, gulping down his and taking the other cup from the tray; he drinks it as well
I can't say no to that. I place my hands in his
around, my back on his chest. I continued to grind on him, feeling a little weird. We always dance with each other at part
inc
ste
hands moves from my waist to my leg, his warm finger trailing the skin. "Sir," I say, as I feel myself turning on. "Grind on me, princess," he says softly, his v
p to see A
im to join, but he just walks a
d did my business. I notice my neck while washing my hands. It's red. I can't believe what just happene
ee them arguing. It looks like that's what they're doing; they never argue. I then see Clay
then I remembered I couldn't have any alcohol. "Sorry, sir," I said, apologizing for wasting his time. "you're a submissive, aren't you?", He asks, "How do you know?" He laughs slightly, "I can tell, who's your dominant? If you don't mind me asking", I think for a second, wo
to see them still making out. They have
oo, they stopped kissing, and Ace rests his head on Clay'
says, and I turn to him
shing on her doms, who's alre
the brown-haired man. He seem
hy not te
it's deepe
is Jason." He stretched and ex
with his number on it, then l
er. My thing is, we're all best friends. Why would they not
ut was if I was jealous because they hid this from m