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excited. “It’s Cody’s turn.”
    “Cody helped himself at the pool earlier. She’s all yours tonight.”
    Bo yawned. “I’m tired. Think I’ll turn in.” He walked around the couch and took her hand, pulling her out from between the other two men. “Goodnight.”
    She dragged her feet. “I’m hungry.”
    Bo sighed. “Okay, we’ll eat, but after dinner we’re going straight to bed.” He looked at the other two men. “And no one touches her tonight except me.”
    Travis shook his head. “You can be possessive tonight, but just remember, that kind of possessiveness hurts us all in the long run.”
    Bo moved across the room to an empty chair and sat down in it, pulling her onto his lap facing him. He moved one of her legs to either side of his hips so she was straddling him with her core pressed against the cock raging against the front of his shorts. He cupped her face in both hands, kissing her passionately, his tongue moving into her mouth to stroke with hers.
    At first, she didn’t want to respond to him, because she felt he was acting childishly, but after a moment, she returned his kiss. Her hands moved under his shirt and she rubbed his bare shoulders, getting more turned on than she cared to in the living room with two of the others watching.
    Bo caught her hips and pulled her closer to him, so she could feel him pressing against her. “You’re mine,” he whispered. “My very own Princess Peach.”
    Lewis came into the room then and announced dinner. Cody joined them at the table as they ate the simple meal the cook had provided.
    Erin took her time eating, even though she was more than a little aroused, because she felt that Bo needed to slow down and take his time. When she looked at him, she didn’t want to have an experience like she’d had with Austin the previous night. She’d wanted Austin to enter her the second they were alone, but she wanted something different from Bo, though she wasn’t sure why.
    As soon as she’d pushed her plate away, Bo got to his feet and took her hand, while the others watched them closely. “Good night, everyone,” he said as he dragged her out of the room.
    He took her to his wing of the house, which was laid out much like the others. The odd thing about his area was there were posters everywhere of a short looking cartoon character with a red hat and mustache with a girl in a long pink ball gown and a tiara. The man was a trillionaire, and could afford any kind of décor he wanted, but he had posters of cartoons?
    Dragging her toward his bedroom, he stopped outside the door. “I’m going to go in and get you a dress to put on, along with a tiara. I want you to change, and then come into my bedroom, where I’ll be waiting for you!” Bo’s face was filled with excitement.
    “You’re really going to make me dress up like some princess?”
    “Not just any princess. Princess Peach!” He hurried into the room closing the door in her face.
    She stood looking at the closed door, wondering just what was wrong with the man. He came back moments later with a gown over one arm. He put the tiara in her hand and led her to a room filled with old video game consoles that were under glass. “Hurry!” He went back into his bedroom and closed the door.
    She shook her head, trying to figure out why he was being so strange, then looked down at the gown he placed over the back of a chair. She reached out and touched it, surprised to find that it was silk. Her mother had a silk blouse that she’d left to hang in her closet, knowing they’d never be able to replace it.
    Erin took off the dress she was wearing for the third day in a row and picked up the pink silk gown. She pulled it over her head, catching her hair out of it. She’d never worn any dress other than the short one she’d had to don for the auction, and this one, with its long full skirt, made her feel like a princess. She stood in front of the mirror hanging on the wall at one end of the room, and