The elevator dinged and the doors opened. Ian now turned facing me, reaching down to grab my ass, he lifted me up so I could wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. He walked me out of the elevator and towards the sitting area. Aiden and Damien close behind.
He set me on my feet before grabbing at my dress and lifting it off over my head. Gently, he pushed me back onto the center of the couch before getting down to his knees. His finger found the lace of my panties that covered my wet and now throbbing s*x and pulled them aside just enough for his face and tongue to come crashing between my thighs.
The weight of Aiden falling beside me on the couch drew my attention. Damien had pushed him down and grabbed at his jeans, ripping them off of him before making quick work
