I scoop Rae out of the car with me as I step out, keeping one arm wrapped around her as we walk toward the hotel. Grayson sticks close to us. I look around, waiting for flashes of cameras, but don’t see any even as we walk through the hotel doors. Rae is giggling, and I love how carefree she is. She’s not worrying about being seen, or what people could be saying. She’s just here with us, and it’s amazing to see.
I told her to find herself, and she’s done just that, but I don’t think she realizes how much she’s helped me do the same.
We take the elevator up to the penthouse, and I’m too focused on the fact that Rae is bare under her dress, already slick from her orgasm as she hangs on both Grayson and me to think about how out of place I am here. It seems ridiculous for me to be in such an expensive room.
But it also is ridiculous for me to be with the perfect woman, and yet it makes perfect sense.
As soon as the hotel room door closes behind us, Grayson snatches Rae up in his arms and she wraps her legs around his waist, while he carries her deeper into the room. I shed the jacket I’ve been dying to take off, unbutton my shirt to get rid of it and feel like I can fucking breathe again.
We don’t even bother turning a light on; the lights from the city shining in through the large windows illuminate the room and I lean against the doorframe of the bedroom watching Raeand Grayson as he lowers her onto the bed, then kneels in front of her.
“You going to taste her, Wheeler? See if she’s ready for us?”
“I am,” Rae moans, leaning back.
Grayson slides his hands down her legs, to her shoes and unbuckles the straps around her ankles, sliding them off one at a time as she watches him.
“Tell him what a good boy he is for you, baby,” I taunt as he drops the second shoe onto the floor.
Rae smirks at me, then lifts up one of her legs and places her foot on Grayson’s shoulder, opening herself to him.
“Areyou a good boy for me?” she teases him.
“I’ll be whatever you need me to be.”
“I know you will. But you can prove it by licking my pussy.”
I nod in approval, even though she’s not watching me because Grayson does what she tells him to without a second of hesitation. Damn am I proud of her. In every single way. Proud of her for finding her voice, who she is and her confidence. Most of all I’m proud of her for realizing that she has both of us wrapped around her finger.
She moans, bucking up toward his mouth, and when her eyes open and focus on me, I know I want to take control. Especially when her mouth drops open on another loud moan, her eyes glazing over.
I push off the wall, prowling forward. “My turn.”
CHAPTER 44
Rae
Asher joins Grayson on the floor in front of me, He takes over Grayson’s position between my legs, throwing them over his shoulders and descending his mouth on me. Grayson moves onto the bed behind me and starts unzipping my dress. It falls off my shoulders, baring my chest to him. Asher’s tongue licks every inch of me, and when he fucks me with it, I cry out. Grayson kisses down my shoulder, to my arm, to my chest, wrapping his lips around my nipple and sucking, hard.
“Oh my God,” I cry, grabbing both of their heads, holding them against me.
I’m overwhelmed in the best way with their mouths on me and I never want them to stop. Grayson moves to my other nipple, licking, sucking, and biting it. Asher sucks my clit so hard it’s almost painful.
“Look how your pussy floods for us,” Asher groans, pushing one of his long fingers into me.
I hum, tightening my fist in Grayson’s hair to pull his mouth up to mine. “Are you close again already?” he asks with a dark edge to his voice.
“Mhm.” I nod, trying to chase his mouth with mine, but he stays just out of reach with a taunting smile.
“Then you’re going to come on my tongue, not his.” He drops down to the floor, nudging Asher out of the way. He doesn’t argue, but I’m about to protest the lack of contact because I’m so close and I need someone to touch me within the next five seconds or I’m going to scream.
Asher pulls my dress off the rest of the way and Grayson pushes me down on the bed. Climbing onto it, he pushes me upward as he settles between my thighs, lying on his stomach and then eating me like I’m his favorite meal. I throw my head back, fully succumbing to the pleasure that he’s pulling from my body.
There’s a burning on my scalp as my head is yanked even further back and I open my eyes to see Asher over me, hazel eyes practically on fire as they look down at me. “Keep your eyes on me.”
“I’m going to come,” I whine.
“I know.”
