Movement from the door catches my eye, and I look up to see Hartley standing there, watching everything in front of him with heat in his eyes. “You joining or watching?” I pant out. Mateo is keeping up with my hard thrusts with ease, moaning the whole goddamn time. Hartley saunters into the office. “It’s not just me,” he announces, and Gray steps in behind him. “Well, now it’s a fucking party,” I declare,
