Sophia and Ryan returned to the main deck holding hands, both still flushed and breathing a little faster. Sophia’s sundress was slightly wrinkled, and a faint hickey marked her neck. The rest of the group noticed immediately.
Mia raised an eyebrow and smirked. “Well… that ‘talk’ looked productive.”
Alex laughed and poured two fresh drinks. “The night is still young. Who’s up for raising the stakes?”
The group had grown bolder while they were gone. Isabella was now sitting topless between Jordan and Tyler, both men’s hands on her breasts. Zoe and Emma were making out slowly on the large couch, their hands exploring each other’s bodies. Marcus watched them with dark, hungry eyes.
Ryan pulled Sophia onto his lap again. His hand slipped under her dress and rested on her bare thigh, danger
