Page 86 of A Ryan Recollection

I blush and Conor closes his eyes. “Dammit, angel,” he hisses.

“I can’t really wear underwear with this dress,” I protest. “It’s so tight.”

“Fits you like a second skin, Red,” Mikey says appreciatively as he runs his hands over my ass.

“Can we just stay home?” Liam groans as he trails his lips over my bare shoulder.

“No,” I say, but his brothers laugh.

“We have a room booked too,” Shane reminds him.

Mikey rubs a hand over his beard. “And now that Conor has given the green light for public-”

“It’s not a green light,” Conor snarls.

“But some public fuckery must be permissible after what you did, bro?” Mikey winks at him. “And I mean, we all came prepared, right?”

“Prepared?” I blink at him.

He pulls his pocket square out and reveals it’s actually a large white handkerchief. “For any spillages,” he says with a wicked grin.

I look at the three of them and they all nod to confirm they too have white handkerchiefs.

“Can’t have you spoiling that beautiful dress, sweetheart,” Shane whispers.

“Maybe I should wear panties too?” I suggest, wondering if I’m going to able to sit down at all tonight without staining this dress.

“No,” Mikey and Liam reply.

“We need to leave,” Shane says, checking his watch.

“Wait. Where are your masks?” I ask.

“We’ve got them,” Liam says, patting his breast pocket. “We’ll put them on outside the club.”

“Let’s go before I tie you to my bed instead, angel,” Conor says with a sigh, placing his hand on the small of my back and guiding me to the elevator.

Mikey pours champagneas we sit in the back of the limo. I sit on Liam’s lap. I rarely get my own seat but that’s fine with me because I’d much prefer to have one of them holding onto me.

“Just a small one for me, please. You know I get giddy when I drink bubbles.”

“Yeah, and you’re kinda giddy enough already, Red,” Mikey says with a grin as he hands me my glass.

“I can’t help it. It’s Christmas. We’re going to a masked ball. All of us at The Peacock Club,” I shiver in anticipation.

“You need me to help you relax, baby?” Liam whispers in my ear, making goosebumps prickle over my forearms.

“How is that not gonna make her even more excited?” Conor asks his younger brother with a frown, but Liam’s hand is already trailing up the inside of my thigh through the split in my dress.

“But she looks so damn good in this dress,” Liam groans as he trails kisses over my throat.

Conor sighs but it’s Shane’s voice that stops Liam’s fingers as they are just millimeters from my pussy. “If you make our girl come now and she starts moaning in this car, then someone is gonna fuck her. And if one of us fucks her…”

“We’ll all want to fuck her,” Conor finishes for him.

“And then we never get to the club,” Mikey adds.

“Jessie’s call,” Shane says. “You want to go to the ball or you want to drive around the city all night being nailed in this car?”

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