“Enjoy yourself,” she said, repeating Erin’s words with a knowing smile. She grabbed my arm and wrapped it around her waist. The suite had two floors, unlike my apartment, which had three. “You think I could take her?” Natashya said, cocking her head to the side and kissing the corner of my mouth with her soft lips. Her skin was nearly the shade of Erin’s, but her facial features were more exotic, heavily influenced by Pacific islander characteristics. After about ten to fifteen minutes, we found Emily and Natashya on the floor dancing with each other. She wore a red metallic knit dress that shimmered in the room’s lamplight. We finally found ourselves at the poker table, which I had been excited to try. She accepted with a kiss before riding me to completion. I kept glancing at Ashlee to ensure she was okay with what we were doing, but she either had no problem with us or was too occupied to notice.
