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He leaned toward her ear. “I want to take you somewhere too.”

“Oh?” She felt the thrill spread through her body. Not wearing panties was incredibly dangerous. Every step she took reminded her she had left them in the suite for a specific reason.

The black dress hugged her body tightly.

Drew led her to a closet in the hallway. She stared at him. “The coat check?”

He tipped his head. “Ladies first.”

She walked in front of him, spinning into his arms as he closed the door and locked it from the inside.

“Were you looking for this?” He withdrew the baton from his pocket.

“How did you get it from Hunter? I was with him the entire time.”

He laughed. “I tried to tell you. All we want is to make sure you’re happy. You’re fulfilled. We’ll take care of all the details. All you have to do is enjoy the ride.”

She wanted to believe him. She wanted to believe Hunter too. But it seemed too good to be true. Why were they willing to give her so much? And why was she so eager to take it?

Drew’s mouth pressed against hers. She fell into the kiss, wanting to think less than she usually did. Giving in to the impulses felt good. It felt reckless and sexy.

His hands moved through her hair, drawing her mouth deeper to his. His tongue was wild and sweet. She wondered if she could stay in here the rest of the night and kiss him. But her body craved more. These men had awakened a desire in her sexuality she didn’t know she had the capacity for. It was more carnal and animalistic than anything she knew existed.

“Tell me how much you like this dildo,” Drew whispered.

She nodded. “I like it.”

He grinned. He was incredibly sexy. She was still trying to wrap her head around the fact that he wanted her.

“And when I fuck your ass with it?” He waggled his eyebrows. “How much do you like that?”

She lost her breath. “So much.”

“I didn’t hear you.” His blue eyes narrowed.

“I like it.”

“You’re going to come for me, aren’t you?” he asked.

Shit. She felt the wetness between her legs. How did he do that? She nodded. “Yes.”

“Good girl.” He hiked her dress up higher than it had been on the balcony. “Turn around and grab the bar.”

“Oh God, Drew.”

He brushed a kiss over her lips. “Do you want me to do this?”

“Yes.”

“Then show me how badly you want this. Show me you’re wet. Show me that you like it. Hunter said you’re turning into quite the insatiable dirty girl,” he growled.

A fire spread through her. The idea that Hunter had shared their moment on the balcony made her feel connected to Drew. As if the three of them had been there in that moment. She wanted Drew to have something to pass back to Hunter. She did as he asked. Securing her hands in between dinner jackets.

She spread her legs and tilted her hips toward him. Did he see it? Did he feel how badly she wanted it? She wanted him to know this meant everything t

o her.

She sucked in a heavy breath when she felt the baton settle against her backside. He pressed the tip to her tight rosebud. “Ohh, I want it Drew,” she whimpered. “I’m so wet for you.”