“But fairy tales can come true where you have it all: a guy who’s good-looking and rich,” Claire interjected.
“What about a guy who’s smart and caring?” Kimani asked.
“Of course he’s got to be caring and totally in love with me,” Lisa said.
“Smart as in book smart?” Ryan asked. “I don’t date nerds.”
“And nice,” Kimani added, glancing at Claire. “Not a jerk.”
“Depends how you define jerk,” Ryan replied. “If he’s arrogant and a little pushy, I can put up with that. But a cheating jerk, that’s harder...well, men are wired differently. I mean, if some skank goes all out to seduce your man, he can’t help his biology.”
“What about a jerk who hits you when you don’t do what he says?”
“Hits you how?”
Deciding it was best that the others knew more rather than less about Jake, Kimani lowered her voice. “Jake hit me on the cheek when I wouldn’t go down on him.”
“Jake? But I thought Claire was his?”
“He bid on me and Claire at first. Then, when Ben arrive, Jake sold me to Ben.”
“How romantic,” Lisa sighed.
“I don’t think romance is the intent of the week. They’re just after sex.”
Ben’s words echoed again through her head, making her shiver.
“Doesn’t mean they can’t fall in love,” said Claire.
“Really? Jake assaulted me.” Kimani stopped short of saying that she could press charges against him.
“I think he was just playing the dominant. You know, being super alpha.”
“He called me a nigger.”
“Maybe he thought he was being hip, like a rapper.”
“Stop worrying so much,” Ryan told Kimani. “You’re being kind of a drag. Relax and have fun.”
At that, Kimani decided to focus on her slice of pizza. Maybe Derek and Jason were decent guys, and that’s why Lisa and Ryan weren’t worried. But Kimani didn’t think Jake was acting one bit. Was Claire that smitten with her fantasy that she couldn’t see it?
Jason came over then and pulled Lisa onto the sofa with him. He had a glass of champagne for her. Taking the glass, she snuggled up to him. Seconds later, they were lip-locked.
“Hey, Slut #3!” Derek called from outside. “Get your ass over here.”
Ryan got up and walked out to the patio. Jake came over next. He shot Kimani a smug look.
“You missed out,” he said as he unz
ipped his pants.
Kimani felt her stomach plummet. He pulled out his cock and waved it in front of her. If she could be assured of not getting hurt, she’d bite his fucking dick off.
“Tell her how good this tastes,” he commanded Claire.
“It tastes good, Master,” Claire said.
“I bet you want to suck it bad.”