“I think it’s hard to say no to her, so if he isn’t okay with it now, it’ll only be a matter of time.”
I nod, watching how his hands trail down her body.
She looks absolutely ravishing in her pale purple dress, her breasts practically spilling out of the beaded top. I want nothing more than to peel it off her body, letting her know just how fucking amazing she is.
I plan to worship her tonight, like the goddess she is.
I take my spot next to her when it’s my turn to dance. The song is slow and sensual, letting me hold onto her while we slow dance across the floor.
“Tell me, amore, have you ever been someone’s desert?”
She flushes, “What do you mean?”
“I mean, have you ever been tasted and savored like a decadent chocolate cake after the most delicious meal? Because I’ve been staring at you in this dress all night, wanting to drop to my knees between your legs and make you come on my tongue. Licking you up like I can’t get enough.”
She shudders against me, her hand running up my neck as her lips part.
“We can make that happen.” She says, looking up at me with need.
“Does the thought of me between your legs make you wet?”
She glances around, licking her lips. “I’m regretting not wearing any underwear.”
I let out a groan, wondering just how wet she is for me.
“You want to get out of here.” She nods, smiling up at me.
I flash her a grin and pull her off the dance floor.
“Where are you going?” Lukas asks.
“To eat desert.” I say, hurrying to grab our coats.
We leave the party in a hurry. Skye making Sloan and Lukas come with us.
She has us follow her up to her room, bypassing the small party that’s already started to gather in the living room.
Sloan looks nervous as we close the door behind us.
Skye turns her back to us and moves her hair off to the side.
“Can you help me out of this dress?”
All three of us move at once, and she giggles.
I make it to her first, unzipping her dress and watching it pool in a pile of purple fabric at her feet. She steps out easily, wearing nothing but her heels as she turns to face us.
“Fucking hell.” Sloan says, running his hand through his hair.
Skye walks up to him, taking his tie off and unbuttoning his shirt slowly.
“Do you see something you like?” She asks him as she grips his belt buckle, flicking it open with her perfectly polished fingers.
Sloan looks over at Lukas and I nervously.
“Do you want me?” Skye asks, cupping his dick in her hands through his pants.
He leans into her, tracing one of her breasts with his fingers, nodding his head.
