“Better get out the big bucks if you want to take me home, baby,” I purred, gnawing on my lip as he struggled to get his hand in his front pocket with the bulge he was rocking. Caleb fished out his wallet, and he held out his Amex, curling his fingers in a come here motion. Fuck. His finger pulled my bottoms away from my skin, the touch searing as he tucked the card against my pelvic bone. Kenji repeated the action on the other side, while Niko tucked his into the cup of my bra just as the song ended. “Get off the stage, wife,” Caleb said, his voice coated in lust.
