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were sleeping with?”
    “Yeah and no. It would be cool to become his old lady, but I doubt he’d make someone like me his.”
    “What do you mean? He likes fucking you. Do you get along?”
    “Yeah, we do. There’s just rules here. A club whore is rarely an old lady.” Vicky shrugged. “I don’t think I’m anything special.”
    Clara stared into her friend’s eyes and saw that she wasn’t lying. They had always been different in high school together, neither of them wanted dates or to have long-term boyfriends.
    “You are special, and don’t you forget it,” Clara said.
    Vicky chuckled, spinning her around and then resting a hand on her stomach. Clara stared across the room at King, Payne, and Smalls. They all sat around a table. King had his focus on her, and she found it hard to look away.
    “King wants you,” Vicky said.
    “You’ve said that.” Clara continued to look at King, feeling a shiver move through her.
    “I wonder how far we can go to tempt him?”
    “You think I want him?” she asked.
    “Honey, King is worth the effort,” Vicky said. “Do you want me to stop?” She nibbled her ear, stroking fingers up her body, rubbing along her nipple.
    “No, don’t stop.” Although girl on girl never really did anything for Clara, she couldn’t say they hadn’t fooled around with each other back in the day. Vicky was her closet friend, and they’d shared everything together, done everything.
    Opening her eyes, she looked at King again and then at Payne. She saw the fire in both men’s eyes, and she had to wonder how this would all play out.

    “F uck me,” Reaper said, taking a seat beside Smalls.
    King didn’t take his gaze away as Vicky stroked her hand up Clara’s body, cupping her breast. His cock threatened to punch a hole through his jeans. He wanted inside her, and by the end of the night, she was going to be bouncing on his cock.
    “Fuck yourself,” Smalls said. “Are you done with Vicky?”
    “No. Touch her and I’ll shoot your balls off,” Payne said.
    “Well, this show is for you two,” Reaper said.
    “How do you figure?” Smalls asked.
    “King’s staked his claim, and Payne’s not going to give Vicky up. I guess I’ll find another willing pussy who’ll do some girl on girl action. That shit is fucking hot.” Reaper moaned his appreciation and then got to his feet. “Good luck.”
    Smalls cursed and stormed off.
    “Then there were two.”
    King took a sip of his beer. “Do you know anything about her?”
    “Not much. She’s the one friend who has been there most for Vicky. They talk on the phone, and I gather they are really damn close.” Payne leaned back, clearly enjoying the show.
    Clara spun around and locked their fingers together. King’s cock thickened even harder. He wasn’t going to be able to take much more.
    “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Payne asked.
    “Going onto that floor, taking the woman we want, and go into a private room?” King said.
    “Fuck yeah. You want to come in and watch?” Payne asked.
    “Why not? Both of them look pretty into it,” King said, finishing his beer. He’d been too long without a good fuck. There was something about Clara, he didn’t know what, but he wanted to fuck her. He wanted to know if she was going to be as hot as he imagined or if it was all just made up in his mind.
    “That’s what I’m talking about.” Payne followed behind him.
    Vicky and Clara were still dancing close when he wrapped an arm around the woman he’d be claiming tonight. Payne took Vicky.
    “What do you say we take this somewhere private?” King asked, biting her ear.
    Clara sighed and spun around. She looked a little shocked at first, maybe because he was being so forward, but she wouldn’t have danced like that for them if she didn’t want some dick.
    “I want you.” He saw her swallow.
    “Do you have condoms?”
    “Yep.”
    “Do you have some lube?” she asked.
    King smiled. Yeah, he was going to enjoy