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Chapter One
    T he thump and crash of a bedroom door closing reverberated through the wall behind her bed. A long, loud groan on the heels of feminine squeals woke her the rest of the way.
    “Uh. Again?” Ronnie rolled over and checked her phone. Middle of the night. Three A.M. and her roommate Shea had brought someone home again from her favorite club, Hidden Pleasures.
    Shea kept nagging her to go, but Ronnie always managed to find an extra shift at work in the morning to get up for. Or something. A nervous thrill raced though her belly at the thought of visiting a BDSM club.
    She was a good girl, and good girls weren’t supposed to get turned on by...stuff...like that.
    “Whip me, beat me, call me trash,” she whispered the words to the dark room and sighed.
    Low toned words cut through the plaster, and her friend moaned. The mattress creaked. More talking, but this time it sounded like a different man. The pitch was different than the first time. Shea moaned over and over, got louder until even without her ear stuck to the wall, Ronnie heard every word clearly.
    “Fuck me, fuck me hard. Oh yeah. Hard.” Shea’s headboard bounced off the wall with a steady rhythm and despite all her mental castigations, wetness pooled between Ronnie’s legs.
    She scissored her legs and squirmed across her bed. Kicked the blankets off, rolled over onto her stomach, and dragged a pillow over her head. The low, deep, second male voice came through the drywall, clearer this time. He must have gotten closer to the wall.
    “Suck me. All of it. That’s right. All the way. Good girl.”
    A tiny spear of jealousy wormed its way around inside her and she smacked the bed in frustration. What to do now? Ronnie found her television remote and toyed with it. She should turn the T.V. or radio on instead of eavesdrop on her roommate and the guy...no guys...she’d picked up. Her finger hovered over the power button.
    But she didn’t press it.
    “Damn. Your pussy is tight.” The mattress springs squeaked and garbled grunts accompanied the renewed bounce of the headboard off the wall. “Take it. That’s right. You like it like this? Two guys at once stuffing you full of cock, don’t you?”
    She blinked and sat up. Stared at the wall. Both guys at once? Shit. Shea really was as wild as she claimed to be.
    And here she was, a perverted, hard up voyeur. What would have happened if she’d gone out with Shea tonight? Would she be the one with two men at once instead of Shea? Would they all be in bed together?
    Damn.
    The first man spoke again. “Lick my balls. Suck them into your mouth...Hold still. Now. Let me fuck your mouth.”
    The dirty language tightened her nipples and her clit swelled. Giving up on pretending she wasn’t more turned on than she’d ever been in her life, she dipped her fingers down the front of her panties and circled her clit, then moved lower to finger fuck herself.
    The distinct slap of bodies meeting rose over Shea’s enthusiastic cries. The light friction offered by her finger proved to be a terrible tease. She needed more. Loose change and pens rattled in her nightstand drawer as she rooted around looking for her vibrator.
    With a flick from her thumb, she switched it on, scooted her panties down to her knees, and flopped back on the bed. With the noise coming through the wall, she easily painted a mental picture of her roommate on her hands and knees, one guy fucking her mouth with his dick while the other fucked her pussy.
    The toy slid into her slick cunt and she plunged it in and out, occasionally circling her clit. The fingers of her free hand pinched and rubbed her nipples, a loop of pleasure racing from her tits to her pussy.
    The man with the deep voice spoke. “Swallow my cum. All of it.”
    The rough timbre of the words threw her over the edge, and her pussy fluttered and spasmed around the slim purple vibe.
    “Fuck.” Maybe next time Shea asked her if she wanted to go to the club, she’d say yes.