Page 10 of Stuck On Them

He looked at me from where he was leaning on the opposite wall without lifting his head. “I doubt this is happening. She had an innocent look about her.”

“Did you see the way she sucked that straw?” I grabbed his phone, looking at the screen. “What the fuck is this?”

“Nothing.” He snatched it back, turning it off and shoving it in his pocket. “Just research.”

I balled my hands so tight my short nails bit into my palms. “Searching for marketing jobs on LinkedIn while we wait to see if we get to watch Ryker fuck someone isn’t research,Gary.”

He hated when I called him Gary, and his jaw ticked. “We’ll probably need to hire more people for the social media marketing department soon. Things are blowing up.”

I didn’t believe him for one second since we didn’t handle hiring for any department in our company. That was what we had a recruitment specialist for. “Why?”

“Why what?” He was playing dumb, but I didn’t want to get into it in the hall. Not when we had a beautiful woman who’d looked so sexy with her legs wrapped around Ryker in the elevator, her eyes filled with need.

The door opened, and my cock—which Garrett had caused to deflate—tingled in anticipation. I turned on my heel so quickly my belt chain went flying and almost hit my dick.

Garrett sighed but was right behind me as I walked the short distance to the door where Ryker was standing. He looked over his shoulder, his dilated pupils retracting from the light, and stepped to the side.

The cannoli gods did not disappoint.

She was on her knees in front of the windows, her pink dress just long enough to touch the ground. I could see why Garrett would think she was innocent with her subtle makeup and tame dress. But there she was, on her knees for us.

I stopped just inside the door, stepping out of the way for Garrett to enter. The urge to tell the woman how beautiful she looked was strong, but there were rules, and Ryker would kick us out if we didn’t follow them.

Ryker shut the door and the woman shuddered, squeezing her hands together in front of her. I’d hazard a guess she’d never done anything quite like this before.

He walked toward her, stopping a few feet away and leaving us a view of her. “What’s your safe word?”

Her lips twitched and she looked over at us before whispering it so only Ryker could hear.

“Loud enough for them to hear it, Paige.” Did he sound amused? That was a surprise.

She looked up at him, sighing heavily. “Cowabunga.”

Garrett made a noise, trying not to laugh, and I couldn’t help the grin that broke the indifferent expression I was supposed to be wearing.

He looked over his shoulder with a warning glance before tipping his chin toward the two swivel chairs strategically placed in the living room. They could easily be turned around to face any direction and were to the side of the bed.

“And what will happen when you use cowabunga?” I didn’t know how Ryker could say it without laughing, but then again, he wasn’t one to laugh very often.

“You’ll stop and check in.”

We’d never had someone use their word before, and I hoped tonight was no different. I wanted to see her come apart.

Ryker walked past us to the bed and sat down on the edge. Paige’s nervousness and uncertainty peaked and she looked at the door, probably planning her escape.

“Come here.” Ryker’s voice had deepened to match his eyes, and when Paige started to stand, he growled, “Crawl.”

Her eyes widened almost comically but she complied and started to crawl. The only problem was she was wearing a dress that went to her knees and had a lot of fabric. Every time she moved forward, it would get caught under her knees.

Tell her to take it off.

Ryker didn’t, though.

About halfway to us, which was about ten feet away, she let out a frustrated huff and sat back on her heels. Her eyes closed as she toyed with the hem of her dress. I could understand her hesitation. There we were, three strangers, watching her crawl to us, and now she was faced with the choice of whether to take off her dress or not.

Come on, baby. You can do it.

When she finally opened her eyes, they were filled with tears and determination. I almost jumped up right then to go to her, but she whipped her dress over her head and crawled so fast I would have missed it if I had blinked.

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