Jakes goodbye

Before Ari could process Tyler's brazen touch, Jake was already moving, his larger frame crowding behind her as he wrapped both arms around her waist. He pulled her flush against him, and there was no mistaking the hard outline pressing insistently between the cleft of her ass through the minimal fabric of her thong.

Sorry, buddy, Jake slurred to Tyler, though his grin suggested anything but remorse. His hands slid possessively around Ari's breasts, fingertips digging into the soft flesh through her tube top. “Just wanted to say proper goodbye.”

Ari squirmed weakly in his grasp, torn between outrage and the undeniable heat spreading through her body at being sandwiched between two very intoxicated men. The combination of **** on their breath and the obvious evidence of their arousal made coherent thought increasingly difficult.

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