Chapter 6 Mark
Chapter six
Mark
Skylar stands in front of us, panting hard as Paul plays with the setting on her butt plug. She puts one hand against the mirrored wall and crosses her legs, her face contorted in a mixture of pleasure and sexual frustration.
We're in the elevator, headed up to our suite at the Eveningstar. Monica's younger brother stopped by to relieve Skylar midway through the evening, and we couldn't get her out of there fast enough.
Hunter flexes his hand at his side, trying to hold off from touching her, but the impish nymph lets out a moan, and the collective groan from all three of us has Skylar fighting a smile.
"Are you playing with us, gorgeous?" Hunter steps up next to Skylar, running his hands over her breasts.
"Why would I do that, handsome?" Skylar quips back, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him hard. Her tongue tangles with his, her mouth opening wider on a moan as Paul turns up the setting.
Paul steps up behind Skylar and wraps his hands around her breasts, caressing them as she kisses Hunter. Paul sucks her neck, and she leans her head back on his chest as Hunter kisses down her throat.
"Fuck," I mutter, gripping my hard shaft through my pants as I watch the scene in front of me.
Skylar's eyes open and lock with mine, her face crumpling in ecstasy as Paul slides a finger inside her pants and finds her clit.
The elevator pings, and Paul steps back. Skylar whimpers at the loss, and Hunter lifts her into his arms. Her legs wrap around him, and they continue to kiss as he carries her down the hall.
Paul strides ahead to open the door to the suite. When Hunter pauses to lean Skylar against the wall, I suppress a grin. Hunter was the one who wanted to talk first, but that guy will be the first to cave if we let him.
I follow Paul into the suite, nodding with appreciation at the spread laid out on the dining table.
Around seven o'clock, I contacted the hotel and asked about having dinner sent up to the suite. Skylar hasn’t stopped to rest all day.
Once the lunch rush was over, she organized the auction.
Cocktail hour followed, with people arriving to celebrate New Year's Eve a day early.
It was nonstop, and I didn't see her eat all day.
Most of the restaurants are closed tonight, but the hotel contacted Vance, and he pulled together a spread from a five-star restaurant.
Hunter walks into the room and sets Skylar down by the door. He kisses her forehead and moves away, his pants tented as she stares after him in lust-filled disbelief.
"Let's eat." Hunter claps his hands and sits at the table.
I raise an eyebrow at him, impressed with his restraint.
"Skylar." I pull a chair out for her.
She glares at me before her gaze moves to the food, and she licks her lips.
"Fine. But you all better save room. You're eating me for dessert," she grumbles.
She throws herself down in the chair, whimpering as she adjusts herself carefully with the plug in place.
Once settled, she lets out another little yelp and whips her head to Paul.
He grins and puts down his phone, his hands raised in mock surrender. "Eat," he commands.
She shivers at his tone.
This woman was made for us.
We dig in, enjoying the delicious food and chatting about the upcoming event tomorrow.
"This is so good," Skylar says around a mouthful of pasta. "Vance made this, didn't he?"
I nod. "Yeah, he said he wasn't open for dinner tonight, so I paid him whatever he would make on a regular night, plus a generous tip."
Skylar grins. "Good. I hope he uses that money to bid on someone at the auction tomorrow."
Hunter grabs another piece of bread. "Ms. Diane said he indicated a certain woman of interest on his application, but she's worried he won't get up the nerve to bid on her."
"Did she say who the girl was?" Skylar asks.
Hunter mimes zipping his lips.
She rolls her eyes. "Seriously? You've been in town for two minutes, and you're keeping secrets for Ms. Diane?" Skylar sets her fork down and pops an olive in her mouth.
"Our girl is so testy today," Hunter says to me.
"Huh. I noticed that too." I pretend to be confused. "What's that about, Skylar?”
"He didn't let me come." She turns to me with a pout. "Neither did you."
I grin through clenched teeth, remembering what it felt like to have my cock inside her tight pussy again.
"Did you spend summers here?" Paul asks.
Hunter and I look at each other. We all agreed we'd make Skylar talk to us before we bombarded her with multiple orgasms. Paul's question is his way of reminding us to stick to the plan.
We need her to see the possibility of being in a relationship with all three of us.
Incredible sex is a perk, not the foundation.
Skylar shakes her head. "No. Dad moved to Fox Falls when I was almost twelve. He called me every Monday night on the payphone in town until I got busy in high school. Now, he checks in a couple of times a year."
She picks at her food and puts her fork down before continuing. "I spent about a week here during a summer break in college, but it was awkward being around my dad for that amount of time when we hadn't seen each other in person for so long."
Hunter looks at me.
Skylar catches our silent exchange. "I love my dad, but he was pretty young when I was born. Barely twenty. Mom, too, and she already had my brother, Reid." She shrugs. "Dad loves me, but he never would have even told me he’d had an accident if he wasn't desperate to help Monica."
She reaches for another piece of bread. "He's lucky this place is so cool."
"He's lucky you are such a great daughter," Hunter corrects, and she gives him a small smile.
"All right." Paul wipes his mouth with his napkin and stands. "I'm ready for dessert." So much for getting to know each other better. His intent is unmistakable.
Skylar's entire face lights up. "Me?" She points to herself.
Paul nods slowly. She stands and runs to the bedroom, all of us chasing her like wild animals.
When we get to the bedroom, she pulls off her leggings. "Is this plug waterproof?"
Paul nods, his eyes dark and hooded as he eyes her sexy body. He's the only one who didn't get time alone with her today, so he's particularly hard up. Although I've been fielding a massive erection since the office earlier, so I'm not sure I'm in any better shape than him.
"I'm going to take a shower first," she says once she's completely naked, and we stare at her hungrily. "You three wait here."
She walks slowly into the bathroom, leaving the door open so we can watch her through the glass doors.
After a thorough soaping of every inch of her body, she wraps herself in a towel and trots out to the bedroom. She climbs into the middle of the bed and props herself up on the pillows, beckoning to all three of us with one finger.
We are all so amped up at this point, delirious from the mutual edging, that I'm grateful when Paul speaks up, halting us in our tracks as Hunter and I get ready to pounce on our prey.
"Why'd you leave, Skylar?" Paul's voice holds love tinged with hurt. We can all hear it.
Skylar sits up quickly, realizing she’s not getting out of having this conversation. She shakes her head, refusing to look at us.
"What are you worried about, doll?" Hunter sits on the chair near the bed, carefully keeping his distance so she’ll keep talking.
Skylar looks at him, then flicks her eyes to me, where I stand in the corner, then to Paul. He puts the control for the vibrator on the dresser and sits in the plush armchair.
Finally, Skylar takes a deep breath. "I'm worried that you came all the way out here just to fuck me," she says quietly, picking at the duvet without looking at any of us. "And when you've all had enough of me, I'm the one who's going to have to deal with my broken heart."
We all freeze, staring at the woman who has consumed our souls for years.
"What did you just say?" Hunter growls.