CHAPTER FOURThe LobbyI didn’t get off the table.Grant came back from the window with his shirt open and Nadine’s lipstick on his throat. He looked at me on my side, Ian still half on me, Ben catching his breath against a chair, and he stroked himself once.“Turn her over,” he said. “I haven’t had her ass.”Ian shifted. I rolled onto my stomach and let my legs hang off the edge. The wood was sticky under my breasts. Grant spat into his hand, worked it over his cock, and pressed against my ass. Ben had opened me already. Grant sank in easier than Ben had, and he groaned when he bottomed out.“Christ, you’re soft.”“Don’t narrate it,” I said into my arm. “Fuck me.”He did. Deep, a little mean, one hand on the back of my neck. Nadine climbed onto the table in front of me and sat with her knees apart. I didn’t wait for an invitation. I put my mouth on her and licked, slow, while Grant fucked my ass. She tasted like come and skin. She held my hair and rolled her hips against my tongue.T
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