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“This is—“
The name was garbled out by the sudden roar of approval from the crowd, and Olly glanced up briefly to see that Candi had tossed her sequined bra out into the crowd. There was a thrill in that. Jack paused, and pulled the hand out of Oliver’s mouth. Something warm and slick spread over his ass cheeks, and Oliver arched his back again, bringing his hips higher in the air. “No wonder Adonis hired you.”
Olly raised an eyebrow. They played poker for a good hour or two, and true to his word, Jack was a fantastic poker player. “Your nipple tassel is coming off,” he replied pleasantly, and she ground her teeth, slamming out of the bar towards the changing rooms.
