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get used to the things she had seen that night. She looked around the room, relieved that Razer wasn’t locked in the embrace of one of the women, her confidence was boosted at the thought that he had come home and gone to bed as he had said he would. Beth went up the stairs to his room and raised her hand to knock, not wanting to walk in unannounced. Her confidence faded as she wondered whether he would be happy to see her at his door this late.
    “Well, well… if it isn’t little Miss Goody two shoes.” Sam’s low voice drew her hand away from the door. She was barely covered in a blue see-through nightie that Beth could only imagine had been sold in a sex shop.
    “You don’t have to knock, come in and join the party. I just left to get the lube.” Raising her hand with a tube of ointment in it, she blatantly wiggled it in front of Beth’s stunned face.
    “The more, the merrier, Razer always says.” Sam gave Beth a sly grin. “I’m surprised you came back. Razer can be a little hard to satisfy, but I’m sure you know that since you haven’t accomplished it either time you went out with him. I took the hit for you last week; he fucked me all night long after he left you. I could hardly walk the next day.” Sam was telling the truth, Beth could tell by her smug grin. Razer had obviously discussed what they had done at Beth’s house with Samantha.
    “Couldn’t do it tonight, girl. I had to get help.”
    Before Beth’s stunned mind could function, Sam opened the bedroom door. Beth’s gaze was drawn inside as the woman had cruelly intended. Razer was in bed with Evie lying on top, his large cock buried in her pussy while Train fucked her from behind, pinning Evie between their thrusting bodies. Even Knox was in there, sitting on the chair by the rocking bed with his fist pumping his hard dick.
    “Well, come on in. I’m back boys and I brought company,” Sam smugly announced.
    Beth turned and ran, almost tripping down the steps, barely managing to grasp the handrail in time. She kept going, running even when Razer yelled her name.
    Beth knew it was only her years in track that allowed her to sprint to her car, although she wasn’t certain why she had even run. She had already made a fool of herself and it wasn’t like he had been in any position to run after her. Tears were falling down her cheeks. Beth couldn’t believe how naïve she had been. Even last week, after he had left her with the taste of him, he had come back here to fuck Sam.
    She had wanted freedom from the strict rules her father had ingrained in her since childhood, wanting to test herself, but what she had done was throw herself into hurricane waters. She had thought she would be able to swim, instead she had been torn apart. Razer was out of her league and she had known that all along. After all, he was very sexual; living in a club environment that provided easy access to women without the usual complications. Coping with a woman who placed sexual limitations on a relationship wouldn’t have even occurred to him.
    Beth didn’t even bother turning on the lights when she walked into her house where she found her way in the dark to the kitchen. Grabbing bottled water, she sat at her kitchen table. She had just buried her head in her hands when her cell phone rang, the caller I.D said Evie calling. Beth knew it wasn’t Evie calling, that it was Razer instead. Her lips twisted into a self-deprecating sneer; he had never bothered to even ask for her phone number.
    Brushing the tears away, Beth gathered every bit of pride her parents had instilled within her and picked up the phone.
    “Hello?”
    “Beth, I never meant for you to walk into something like that. I knew you weren’t ready to—”
    “I would never be ready for something like that, Razer, nor would I want to.”
    Beth could hear his sigh of frustration over the phone. “Look, I can be there in twenty minutes. We can talk—”
    She cut him off. “Don’t bother. Sam