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The quiet one liked tag teaming her with Skeeter? I was surprised he didn’t leave crying.

Skeeter was a lot in the bedroom, even for me, and I was used to his antics. Lukas seemed like a fucking virgin with zero confidence.

“Teaming up with Skeet doesn’t mean you’re kinky. I think he’s good for Luke. Skeet gets to boss him around and watch the show,” she grinned, my cock hardening as she slipped her hand into his pants and started stroking him. “Stop talking and get naked.”

The man deserved an award for how fast he stripped off, and I tried to take my eyes off the screen but it was really fucking difficult when he stripped Rory’s shirt and pants off, leaving her in her bra and panties.

“Just turn it off,” I muttered to myself as I hovered the cursor over the off button, but then she was naked on her back with his head between her legs and I was staring at them like I’d never seen tits before.

I palmed my cock over my jeans, barely blinking as he got her off, and I was an absolute goner for her when she came. It was the best sound in the world, and I wanted nothing more than to be the one to make her make that noise.

I unbuttoned my jeans and fisted my hard dick, absolutely addicted to listening to her when he dragged her off the counter and bent her over it instead, slamming into her again and again until they were both coming.

It pushed me over the edge, and I came in my hand like a fucking idiot, cursing at myself and shutting it down when I realized what I’d done.

Snooping on her felt bad enough, but watching her get railed without her knowledge while I jerked off?

That was some fucked up shit.

I cleaned up and tried to focus on literally anything else, but it was impossible to get her out of my mind. Skeeter and those guys were lucky assholes.

CHAPTER TEN

RORY

“They can’t track us without our phones,” I insisted as I dragged Tyler by the hand into the party, his eyes scanning the crowd.

“How do we know it’s safe?” he asked, already eyeing the bar.

“We don’t, but we can pretend no one here knows us and have some fun. Slash would one hundred percent love this idea,” I grinned, making him chuckle.

“He would. Let’s find a drink and dance.”

I’d let him pick my outfit and it didn’t look terrible, but it was uncomfortable.

The tight black dress hugged my figure, and the heels were already pissing me off. They were way too tall, making walking difficult.

We grabbed a beer from the keg and I let him drag me to the dance floor. I was going to snap a damn ankle in these shoes, and it was probably very obvious that I didn’t usually wear them from the way I kept holding onto things.

Like me, Tyler had backed out of going to the graveyard, not ready to face the fact that Slash was gone. We’d go another time.

Music blasted as we danced and sang along, finding ourselves relaxing and having fun.

It wasn’t until Tyler wandered off to the toilet that someone else approached and placed their hands on my hips from behind, leaning down to speak in my ear.

“For the record, you’re stalking me now, Princess.”

I tried to turn around but his hands held firm as he stepped up against my back to sway with me to the music.

“What are you doing here?” I demanded, making Marco laugh.

“I’m working. Where’d your boy go? Probably shouldn’t leave you alone, especially while you’re looking like that. Anyone could snatch you up.”

“You’re like my own personal boogyman,” I deadpanned. “Where’s Hunter?”

“Your side piece is at the warehouse working. You like party drugs, right?” This time when I tried to turn, he let me, and I found him waving a bag of pills at me. “Want one?”

“You think I’d willingly take drugs from you?” I questioned as Tyler returned, his eyes on the drugs.