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“And why’s that?”

“Because I sorta filled him in on everything today, and he already knows he’s persona non grata.”

Ryan exhaled, annoyed. “You really do tell that little fucker everything, don’t you?”

“Yeah. I mean, he’s kinda…my best friend.”

“Welp, let’s go toss a wrench into those spokes, shall we?”

They approached Nick and Mark, said their goodbyes, and the newlyweds soon wandered off to some of the other guests who were leaving as well. That left Ryan and Amara standing with Hayes, who was checking his phone again.

“Nothing yet?” she asked.

“Nope.”

“Man, that’s crazy. Ryan?” she nudged him in the ribs. “Did you have something…”

“Oh, right. So, did you wanna come upstairs and help me fuck the shit out of my girlfriend?"

Amara and Hayes shot each other a look, both of their eyes practically bulging out of their skulls. They turned back towards Ryan, who shrugged.

“What, Amara? You said you thought it was hot when Hayes didn’t sugarcoat things, right? So, I’m giving it a shot. Why play games? That’s the plan, Hayes. You down for a little two-on-one scrimmage? Couple of sticks, one net?”

“Who the fuck are you right now?” she asked Ryan, staring at him and running her fingertips up his arm, decidedly turned on by his boldness.

“Whoever you want me to be,” he responded, staring directly at Hayes. “Come on, kid. You like to make all that noise all the time, so here it is. You DTF or what?”

He shoved his phone in his back pocket and shrugged. “Alright. Let’s fuckin’ go then.”

“Super,” Ryan said, as he led the trek to the elevator, with Hayes and Amara in tow.

“What the fuck happened?” Hayes mouthed to Amara as they followed Ryan.

“I have no idea,” she mouthed back. ”It was totally his idea though. Are you OK with this?” she whispered.

“Um. What the fuck do you think? Do you remember me literally begging you earlier?”

“Even with him there?”

“I can handle Rook, don’t you worry. Oh, he’s gonna regret this shit. He’s about to see how his girlfriend is supposed to get fucked.”

“You better watch yourself,” she warned him. “Don’t sleep on him. Ryan’s a fucking dynamo. He’s the best I’ve ever had.”

“Yeah. That’s about to change.”

Experiment #2 (21)

The three of them stepped off the elevator and made their way to the room. Amara opened the door with the key card, and as they all got inside, she kicked off her heels and threw her purse on the dresser. In seconds, she felt Ryan’s hands sliding up the sides of her body as he grabbed her and pulled her close to him.

He leaned in and kissed her neck, moving his lips to her ear. “You can do whatever you want with him. Nothing is off-limits.” He gripped the side of her neck firmly. “Just don’t go falling in love with him. You’re not his and he’s not yours. You understand me?”

“Yes,” she moaned. “You know I’m all yours, baby.”

“Good girl.”

He turned to Hayes, who was emptying his pockets onto the dresser. “Here. Why don’t you get her outta that little black dress for us?”

Ryan shoved Amara in his direction, and Tyler put his hands up to stop her from stumbling into him.

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