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Chapter 23 by RodSegman

What is Drew's proposition?

Raising the stakes.

Sarah didn’t respond, simply quirking an eyebrow and holding her arms across her chest as she waited for him to explain.

“We’re willing to offer that, during any of my shots, you’re allowed to touch me to try distracting me in any way you might like, so long as it doesn’t cause serious pain or impede my shooting motion. In return for this handicap, however, if you still lose, two of my DKM brothers will join in on the post-game festivities. You’ll have to service three DKM cocks.”

That sent Sarah’s mind spinning. This was a huge advantage he was offering; with how distracted he’d been from watching her, she couldn’t believe he’d be able to keep sinking shots if she could tease his body. (If it came down to it, could any guy sink a shot with a girl stroking his dick?) But, then, did she want to do that? Go that far to keep herself from getting fucked? And if she somehow lost with this advantage… Could she handle that? Did she really want to put sleeping with anyone other than Drew on the table?

Her eyes drifted across the line of DKM spectators. Derrick gave her a wink; Chet watched her with raised eyebrows and a shit-eating grin, like he knew something she didn’t; James had a hand in his pocket and seemed to be adjusting himself; Gary glared into her eyes, openly gripping his cock through his shorts and giving it a few long, slow strokes. ‘Who would it be?’ she wondered. ‘And how… How would it be… to be with three men at once…?’

Her eyes wandered to find Felicia, whose eyes were fixed suspiciously upon Chet. Felicia was right. There had to be some trick to this…

Sarah turned back to Drew. “This only goes for you, right?”

Drew nodded, an odd smile on his face. “That’s right. Only you get the option of touching me on every shot I take; you just have to worry about making your shots and matching mine.”

Her breath felt shallow, and she glanced to the ground before asking the question she needed to ask. “And what… what would the three of you do to me?”

His smile took on an oddly kind aspect, and his voice was gentle as he replied. “There’s room for negotiation. We won’t **** you to do anything you’re uncomfortable with, but you’ve also got to be willing to offer, mm, worthwhile access for us to offer this deal.”

He paused for just a moment before asking, “So, what do you think? Is it a deal?”

Well, is it a deal?

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