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deeper.
    “Fuck Sir...fuck...feels so good...oh damn...”
    “You like my dick, don’t you? You like that?” He bore down on her harder, watching her face, studying every reaction.
    The harder he went, the more she relaxed into her orgasm. He thrust faster, wilder, out of his mind to bury his cock in her. Electricity shot into his balls, and his cum spilled into her. He cradled her face and kissed her forehead, her nose, and lips. She spread his lips with her tongue, searching for his, and he sucked on it.
    He rolled them to the side, not ready to withdraw his softening cock yet. “Ronnie.”
    “Hmm?” She kissed his pec.
    “I love you.” His heart almost beat right out of his chest, but he had to say it.
    “I love you too.” Exhaustion colored her words, and she rubbed her nose on his chest. “Wanna stay with you and Gavin forever.”
    An emotion he didn’t have a name for overtook him, and he almost crushed her in a hug. “Me too.”

Chapter Three
    S tretching until her back cracked, Ronnie winced and collapsed back down to the mattress. Yesterday’s activities had left her more than just sore. She hurt. Wrists, ankles, pussy, ass, breasts...even her throat felt raw and abused.
    Lines had been crossed in her relationships....well, relationship. They were all in a relationship, together.
    And she did love them. Both of them. Luis with his intense personality and raw carnality. Gavin for his sweetness and the quiet laughter in his eyes.
    But did love mean that she should let them abuse her?
    Had she been abused?
    It was all muddled up and confusing. When she awoke bound to the bed, and Gavin had stalked into the room then used her as he had...at the time she wanted to take his pain from him.
    Now? All she felt was ragged. Like a whore who had been used and tossed aside.
    Her chin shook and she clamped her jaws together.
    I will not cry. I love him, both of them...but I cannot be taken that way.
    A single tear escaped and slid over her cheek to the corner of her mouth. Salt exploded on her tongue.
    Sliding across the sheets, she winced as she stood up. Walking was going to hurt. A tangled up dirty T-shirt caught her foot and damn near tripped her on her way to the bathroom. Gavin was right, Luis was a slob.
    Dirty clothes littered the floor, his dresser was covered in old receipts and other assorted crap from his pockets, and a bowl with old cereal in it had been left on the bathroom counter.
    Who ate cereal in the bathroom?
    A single folded towel remained in the cabinet to the right of the shower stall. She cranked up the hot water and stood under the spray, lost in thought. The warmth of the liquid helped her feel better, cleaner, even though washing between her thighs was an exercise in dabbing at her sore flesh rather than rubbing it.
    Cool air streamed into the stall as she had her head tipped back to rinse shampoo suds away, and she cracked her eyes open. Gavin stood at the door wearing a pair of sweat pants low on his hips.
    Mmm...sexy. But if he thinks I’m going to invite him in here, he’s fucking crazy.
    “Hi.” Uncertainty clouded his eyes and he winced when she turned to present her back to him and peeked over her shoulder.
    “Hi.” Anger rose from her belly and she frowned at him. Nothing made sense to her today. Everything she’d thought she understood the day before was gone.
    “I brought you some clothes.” He stubbed his toe on the tile floor.
    Like a little boy ashamed of what he’s done.
    She took note of the folded T-shirt and pants on the counter. “Thanks.”
    “Look...I know what I did was wrong. So totally...I fucked up bad.” The overhead lights lit the blonde streaks in his hair to a strange golden yellow and he rubbed his palm over his stubble.
    “You think so? I didn’t try to stop you, but I should have.” Shame over her own behavior clouded up the angry pain and she shook her head. “But I’m not sure I trust you anymore. This whole thing between us...it only