"We're here," Lee said.
Flynn withdrew his hand, smeared my bottom lip with my juice, then popped his finger in his mouth and groaned, "Fucking finally," he growled around his finger.
The Savoy via the back door was our destination, and I always felt bad for the staff in the kitchens we passed through because chances were, we weren't the only people passing through in the size of hotels we stayed at.
Taking the service elevator to the penthouse suite, Lee left us in the open elevator with Rita to quickly check the suite. He returned and handed a key to Flynn then headed down the hall to the suite opposite ours where my mom, Liam, and Niven were staying.
I was still watching them head over there when Flynn quickly closed the door on me and grabbed me by my arms. He pinned them above my head by the wrists; it filled me with excitement and turned me on in an instant.