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from the room.
    It was just Jess and Davis. And the elephant
in the room.
    Davis rubbed his jaw. “Ouch.”
    Jess shook her head. “You deserved it.”
    “ What?” he slurred. “It was
only once.”
    Jess knew he was too drunk to grasp what he
said, but she scolded him anyway. “It wasn’t just your secret to
tell, Davis.”
    Davis just stared back at her with glassy
green eyes. “Maybe something good could come out of it.”
    Jess felt his hand slide up her dress. A
spasm of pleasure flowered in her groin.
    “ Since we’re all going to
hell anyway, or lots of therapy, I say we at least get a couple of
communal orgasms out of it,” Davis drawled.
    She shoved his hand away. “You can’t be
serious.”
    He pushed back from the table, staggering as
he stood. He unzipped his fly and his rock hard cock sprung
free.
    “ I’m dead serious,” he
gurgled. He reached forward and pulled Jess’ head toward his
crotch. “Taste how serious I am.”
    She wrenched away. Now she
was definitely more pissed off than aroused.
    “ I’m going upstairs before I
clock you too.” She pushed away from the table, struggling to keep
her composure as he began jerking his cock, completely oblivious of
everything else.
    Jess turned to the staircase hoping some
distance would sober him up. “Do us both a favor and go to bed,
Davis.”
    She should have force fed him some water, but
when he let out a stream of expletives, Jess decided a hangover was
exactly what he deserved.
     
     

Chapter Nine
    Try a Little Tenderness (Sara)
     
    Sara Kensington wasn’t an emotional person.
Her friends always joked that she was a ‘guy’s girl’ because she
hated romantic comedies and barely cracked a tear during sappy
movies. But when she pushed into her bedroom, Sara shook with one
key emotion…rage.
    What had Davis said the night she’d rashly
propositioned him? Never again? He’d looked at her like she was
some sort of twisted deviant for even suggesting such a thing. The
nerve…the horror!
    Yet minutes ago, he’d dropped their
indiscretion like it was no biggie, like brothers and sisters fuck
everyday.
    It wasn’t that she was embarrassed. She was
the one that initiated it, after all. She’d been completely sober,
only drunk on the fact that she was finally getting away from her
overly religious parents and starting at Creighton. Sara fucked her
brother…and enjoyed the hell out of it.
    The thing that bothered Sara was that he’d
shared their affair so flippantly, like it meant nothing to him.
They both knew that was a lie…she’d walked in on him masturbating,
calling out her name. So for him to paint it like she was some
jezebel seductress that took advantage of her drunken brother was a
lot to swallow.
    To make matters worse, he’d told Jessica.
    Jess…Sara had to fight the urge to take her
niece when she strut down the old staircase in her cute summer
dress, her lean frame on full display. She’d bided her time,
tolerating Davis’ drinks in hopes that she’d get some alone time
with her niece after dinner. And then Davis ruined it all.
    “ Argh!” Sara screamed into a
pillow, punching the soft bed beside her. She imagined it was
Davis’ face. A shiner would go nicely with the handprint she’d
left.
    She looked up as a flurry of knocks descended
at the door. “I’m SO not in the mood, Davis. Just-”
    “ It’s me.”
    Jess’ voice was cool and smooth and made Sara
snap to attention, her brown eyes widening. “Oh Jess. I uh-”
    Jess pushed inside the room and Sara’s face
reddened with embarrassment. “About what Davis said-”
    “ Don’t,” Jess cut in. “I
mean, honestly…who am I to judge?”
    Sara let out a bitter chuckle. “I guess we
have something in common now.”
    “ Yeah,” Jess smirked.
“Though seeing him blitzed is kinda making me regret
it.”
    Sara brushed away a stray hair. “My brother
was always a lousy drunk. He just can’t hold his liquor.”
    “ Mind if I sit?”
    “ Not at