Salty and sweet. Her skin is a mixture of salty and sweet and I cannot stop tasting her. This only makes me think what her juices would taste like.

Fuck. She would definitely be sweet.

Roya was still in between me and Jordan. I'm thankful for the lighting we asked for, otherwise none of this would've happened.

I make eye contact with Jordan. His eyes holding the same hunger as mine. He nods at me and then leans down to Roya's ear.

"We should go," he whispers in her ear and her eyes shoot open. She pouts looking at me first and then turns to Jordan.

I chuckle at her neediness and Jordan smirks in amusement at her.

"We can continue this at your place," I add, my lips curling up at the ends.

Her eyes snap to mine and fuck she wants us too. She wants us as bad as we want her.

She nods and I step back, the warmth of her body immediately leaving me. She senses the same emptiness because she looks at my with a light frown.

Jordan moves his arm over her shoulder and steps next to Ian to say something. Some of the group has already gone home. Everyone is drunk so we'll probably take cabs and come back for the cars tomorrow.

I find Roya and Jordan heading back towards me.

"I told Ian to take care of the rest, and called a cab for the group to the hotel they are staying at, Dave will take care of Roy and Ben so we can go now," Jordan fills me in and I nod back. The three of us head out a cab already waiting for us and we all take the backseat.

Roya hasn't said anything since we broke apart and that worries me more than I'd like to accept.

Is she regretting this already?

Just then I feel a hand on my left thigh and I look down to see Roya with both her hands on Jordan's and my thigh. I look up at her and she gives me a nervous smile.

She's reassuring me.

Gosh she's perfect.

She turns her head back to face the front. Jordan kisses the side of her head, lingering his lips there and whispering, "you've got nothing to be nervous about, we want you Roya."

Roya exhales a breath she must've been holding.

Words. She needs words.

"Yeah Roya," I whisper from her other side, "We want you just as much as you want us, probably more," I try to ease her, squeezing the hand she has on me. She gives us a grateful smile.

We reach her apartment building and get out after I pay the driver way too much than what I was supposed to. Earning a glare from Roya that only makes me chuckle.

She's adorable.

We head straight into the elevator. Jordan pressing the 7th floor button way too many times than what was necessary. We're all fidgeting. We need to hold each other. We need to hold her. But we know if we start here, we won't be able to enter the apartment.

After the torturous elevator ride, we rush towards their door. Our speed making Roya laugh.

The sound pumping blood into my heart.

She's barefoot but still slower. They should move to something on a ground floor.

Roya had barely opened the door when I pinned her to wall near the entryway. In the next moment my lips were on hers and nothing else mattered. The world can go fuck itself, all I need is this moment. Her soft lips move with mine like practiced moves. I hold her jaw with one hand and squeeze her ass with the other making her gasp into my mouth. Taking advantage, I shove my tongue into her mouth, dominating her. She tastes like whiskey and cake and I'm fucking high on it.

We come up for air and our chests heave with the lack of breath. I sense movement on my right and turn to see Jordan coming closer, his suit jacket discarded. He steps in next to me and kisses Roya with the same intensity. I squeeze Roya's ass again making her moan into Jordan's mouth.

My cock twitches at the sound and I press myself into her. She holds the collar of my black button-up and crushes it in a fist.

Oh she's feeling it. Hard.

They brake their kiss and Roya rests her head on the wall behind her, her chest heaving.

"Room," she manages to choke out in between.

I pat her thigh and she gets the message, jumping into my arms and wrapping her legs around me.

Jordan leads the way and as soon as I enter I throw her onto her bed, earning a surprised gasp. Jordan unbuttons his shirt while I turn on the fairy lights. He pulls Roya towards him and turns her around, her back to his chest and both of them facing me, my hands automatically land on her waist.

He starts unzipping her dress and she starts unbuttoning my shirt with the same speed.

He's taking his time and she's taking hers and they both are making me fucking crazy. So I decide to play my own game. I lift her dress a little and move my hand under it, taking my time to reach where she wants me to touch her.

She bites her lip, her eyes moving to mine and her movements stopping.

"Keep moving babe," I say and she continues to unbutton. I move my hand up and she stops again. She's on her last button. I raise my brow at her and she finally opens it. In the next moment I lift the straps of her dress off her shoulder which Jordan tastes her neck and she manages to remove my shirt. She's in black lace lingerie and fuck I've never seen someone so beautiful.

Jordan and I take a moment to take her in. Our gazes filled with hunger and our pants straining with tightness. Roya shifts on her feet seeing that we aren't saying anything and so I turn her around, pushing my hard cock to her covered ass making her take a sharp breath in.

"So fucking beautiful Roya," I whisper in her ear and she shivers in my hold.

"Beautiful and all ours," Jordan says before moving his lips to hers.

Damn right she's ours.

I take this time to get out of my pants, leaving me in my boxers. I take my position again, standing behind Roya, moving my hand around her waist and tracing the band of her underwear.

She sighs breaking the kiss while Jordan moves to her chest, marking her as ours. Her head falls on my shoulder, her eyes closed. I move my hand further inside, only to find out she's fucking shaved it.

"Goddamn Roya," I groan and rub her clit gently.

"Den," she moans and I could cum with just her voice.

Jordan unhooks her bra making it fall to the floor and cups her breasts in his hands, taking one in his mouth and twirling the nipple of the other between his fingers.

"Ungh," she moans louder this time as I enter a finger in her. Moving it in and out of her at a steady place.

Jordan looks up at me and nods. I understand what he means and as soon as he squeezes her nipple hard I enter my second finger making her whimper at the feeling.

"Unbutton Jordan's pants Roya, or they'll tear from the stretch," I bite her earlobe saying this.

I see her cheeks turn a slight pink but she obeys and starts removing his pants. Just as she was doing this, I move my thumb over her tender nerves and add pressure in circles.

"Fuck," she whispers but doesn't stop.

Once she's done, she starts rubbing Jordan over his boxers, her eyes heavy with lust. I increase my speed and add a third finger making her cry in pleasure.

"So fucking tight Roya," I groan in her ear, grinding her on my dick to cause friction.

I slap her ass with my free hand making her moan. This causes my eyes to snap up to Jordan's.

"Do it again," He says, his voice heavy and filled with want.

I slap her ass on the same spot again and increase the pressure on my thumb along with folding my fingers in her making her moan louder and her pussy to tighten around my hand.

Fuck.

"Come for us Roya, Be a good girl and come for us," Jordan says, pulling Roya's hair back with one hand giving him access to her jaw and twirling the nipple he earlier sucked.

Jordan's words definitely work on her because the next thing I know, she's cumming on my fingers and I help her ride her orgasm out by moving my fingers, slowly decreasing my speed as she calms down.

"That's it baby, that's it," I whisper in her ear.

Everything stills in the next moment. All that's heard are our heavy breaths. Jordan kisses her forehead and turns her around while I gently take my fingers out of her. She leans back on him and opens her eyes looking at me. I bring my fingers up and lick them clean while she watches.

"Sweeter than I imagined," I give her a small grin and she smiles back, looking up at Jordan and kissing him once.

"Happy fucking birthday Roya," Jordan smiles looking down at her.

"Fuck guys, what will ever top that?" she complains like a child making us laugh.

"Our cocks, obviously," Jordan answers making her eyes go wide and her face turning pink.

"Come on, let's get you cleaned up before Ian and Anna return," I say and her face scrunches into confusion.

"But you guys.." she trails her eyes down to our very hard dicks and then looks back at us.

"Tonight was all yours Roya, all yours," I kiss her and she melts into my arms.

We head towards the shower and she kicks us out knowing if we all go in there together then there won't be much cleaning up to do.

While Roya showers, Jordan gets us sweatpants from Ian's closet and we use this time to calm ourselves down.

"That was.." He starts but couldn't finish, but I understood what he meant.

"Yeah, it was." I answer.

We're both in the living room and look up when we sense Roya entering. She's only wearing her panties and Jordan's white shirt which is fucking huge on her.

"Roya," Jordan groans, "we just got ourselves to calm down," he states, annoyed.

"Come on you big babies, let's sleep," she chuckles motions for us to follow her and we do like her trained puppies.

She takes the center of her bed while Jordan and I take either side. We both hold her by her waist and pull the comforter over us.

"Thank you," she whispers with so much softness and sincerity in her voice.

Jordan and I kiss the sides of her head and lay as close as possible to her.

She's ours.