I.R.T.

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"10," I said and hung up before he could speak.

"He's gonna be here soon, so talk fast," I said as I watched him stand across from me.

"You're beautiful but sometimes you don't think so. So to make you feel better about your beauty. Here."

Before I could react and say anything, the door opened and slammed against the wall and then slammed closed again.

10 walked over to Three pulling his arm and they walked over to me and he pulled Three's arms around me

"And mean it, too, Three."

Three held me tightly.

"I do."

He kissed my neck slowly.

I felt my toes curl in my socks. Where are my shoes?

"I love you, baby."

I nodded against his neck.

I saw 10 watching us as he stood behind Three.

I felt Three lower half rocking around.

I heard that distinctive belt buckle unbuckle.

10 had pulled Three's pants down.

I felt my butt hit the cool top of the dresser as my area was invaded.

10 was fucking into Three and Three was grinding into me. I was getting heated in my clothed region from the friction but I couldn't move and didn't want to because it felt so good.

Three had latched onto my neck, in the same spot, and he wasn't letting up.

My eyes crossed from the sensation and all I heard was the delicious knock of the dresser against the wall as 10 thrusted at full max, overpowering the music booming against the walls.

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