Page 98 of Stuck On Them

“What is taking them so long?” Luca checked his phone for the millionth time, making sure nothing had changed.

“It’s barely been a minute. Calm your ass down.” I peeked around the corner. “See, they’re coming.”

I had to wonder what was going through her mind as Ryker led her through the doors and to the elevators. He was supposed to tell her there was a private after-party in an exclusive club on the top floor so she’d have no clue what was in store for her.

We waited for the door to close and then came out of hiding to follow.

The security guard smirked at us and looked at his computer screen, which showed him which floors the elevators were currently on. “It will be a second. One is coming down right now.”

“Thanks, man.” Luca handed him a hundred as a couple came up behind us.

“Not a problem.” He opened the door for us and stopped the couple from following us through.

The same elevator started to close just as we approached. We had perfect timing and walked right in. And just like before, Ryker had Paige up against the wall, his lips devouring hers.

Her right leg was hiked up around his hip, exposing almost her whole leg.

“What floor do you need?” Luca didn’t bother pressing the floor before.

Ryker broke their kiss. “Forty.”

Paige shuddered, her inhale of breath loud in the quiet elevator. “I thought-”

Ryker silenced her with his mouth, his hand running up and down her thigh. Fuck. Why hadn’t I told him I wanted to do this?

Luca and I took our positions across the elevator, watching as Ryker kissed down her neck. Her eyes met mine and then moved to Luca’s before closing as she tilted her head back against the wall.

Unfortunately for us, her dress wasn’t the same stretchy material as last time, so watching Ryker take her nipple into his mouth was something we’d just have to wait for.

The elevator arrived at our destination and Ryker released her, taking her hand. “Grab her bag and shawl.”

He led her off the elevator and I picked up her things. None of us spoke as Ryker got to the room and opened the door. Things were different this time, and we followed Ryker into the dimly lit hotel room.

Paige was already at the window, looking out at the view. She was so absolutely perfect for the three of us and she’d accepted us, flaws and all.

Before Ryker could even lock the door, she turned back toward us, a soft smile on her face. She lifted her arm, sliding down the zipper of her dress.

None of us moved, transfixed by the vision in front of us as she let the sleeves of her dress fall off her shoulders and the dress hit the ground. She kicked it to the side, her body only clad in lace that matched her dress and heels.

Her hands hung at her sides, not making any move to take off anything else. “Crawl to me.”

Ryker sucked in a breath and lowered to his knees. I couldn’t help but smile at how she was turning the tables on the three of us.

“All of you.”

“Fuck me,” Luca groaned, dropping down and following Ryker across the room.

“Garrett.” God, I loved the way she sighed my name as Ryker ran his hand up her leg. “Come here.”

“Make me.” I did my best to hide my amusement when her eyes widened. I’d crawl to her eventually, but I wanted to see what she was going to do.

Ryker and Luca removed her heels and then both took their time kissing up her legs. Her eyes closed and her fingers clutched at their hair. Luca pulled her panties down her legs, looking up at her the whole time. I just knew she was dripping wet for us from the lust-filled expression across her face.

Before either of them could even have a taste, she pulled them to their feet with a few tugs of their hair. Luca kissed her, and Ryker unclasped her bra, taking a nipple in his mouth. She moaned against Luca’s lips and then broke away before slowly lowering to her knees, her eyes on me the entire time.

“Undress for me.” She sat back on her heels and waited as they took off their shoes and tuxedos.

I toed off my shoes as I loosened my bow tie and unbuttoned my vest and shirt, but didn’t undress completely. Her eyes moved between all of us, her hands resting on her thighs. I wanted her to touch herself; to roll her nipples between her fingers.

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