Chapter 104

In the Penthouse Next Door

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Taylor POV

I've just arrived at the hotel room and am sitting at the breakfast bar having a cup of coffee with Ryan and Reynolds. We're sitting just enjoying the silence. Luke is in his room getting dressed so we're waiting for him to join us.

Luke POV

I woke up a few minutes ago and I lie in bed, enjoying the silence, when I hear something. What the fuck is that? It's a steady thudding and it sounds like it's coming from the bathroom. Getting up, I walk into the bathroom and stand still, listening to see if I can figure out where it's coming from. Maybe it's something with the plumbing or housekeeping or one of the guys is doing something.

I decide to use the bathroom while I'm in here and as I turn to leave, I hear it. The unmistakable sound of someone fucking. I've already heard two loud orgasms from the girl and, to be honest, it's kind of erotic. Wow. Wouldn't that be nice?

I smile. Kudos to whoever it is getting their brains fucked out. Then it hits me, that 'somebody' is Rhiann. That's the only possibility, unless Kate or Ana decided to have a one night stand with someone. After all, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, right? That's highly unlikely though, considering Kate loves Elliot and Ana, more or less, loves Grey.

What the fuck? I don't want to hear this but I can't drag myself out of the bathroom so I stay and listen. I listen to the sounds of the girl I want getting fucked by some guy she's just met while on vacation. From the sound of it, she seems to be pretty satisfied. I bet I can do just as good, if not better. Not that it's a competition.

My cock hardens with every scream, moan and grunt I hear and imagine I'm the one causing her to make those sounds. Fuck. Once again I'm jacking off to the image of me fucking Rhiann, feeling every inch of her. When she has her next orgasm, it's strong and I imagine what she feels like when her pussy convulses around my cock. This is my undoing and I cum all over. Hard. At least I can be quiet about it. Fuck, I have to be quiet because I don't want anyone to know what I'm doing. It's creepy but I can't help myself. God that felt good. Morning sex is the best kind, next to make-up sex. Technically it wasn't sex, it was just me jacking off to the sounds of the girl I want getting fucked by someone else. God this sucks! I can't wait to get back to Seattle where she's away from him and she realizes that he was just a Vegas fling.

After I clean up, I head back into my room and sit down on the bed. Before I go out to talk to T I've got to clear my head of any lingering thoughts of Rhiann. Before I can do that, a thought hits me. I've been hearing unexplainable noises the past couple of days. Now I know what they're from. This isn't the first time they've done this, it's just the first time I put two and two together. Reynolds has the room next to me and Ryan is next to him. I wonder if they've heard it too? If so, they've never said anything about it.

It's silent now, thank god. I don't know how much more of that I can take. Getting up, I decide to get dressed. T is here talking with the guys. I can tell that coffee has been made because I can smell it and it smells heavenly. I've got to hurry. If not for coffee then for T. I don't want to piss him off any more than I already have. I'm dreading going out there. I really fucked up and I honestly don't know how to fix this. I'm sure about one thing though, I want to apologize to Rhiann for everything I've done and caused. I don't know how or when I'm going to get the opportunity but I'll figure something out.

As I'm pulling out my clothes, I hear a thud. A few seconds later I hear it again and it doesn't take long for it to form into a pounding rhythm. It's a familiar sound, one that I imagined Rhiann and I making in the shower. The shower. It sounds like they're in the room with me. If my memory of my past experiences is correct, he's fucking her up against the wall. She screams his name and it's loud and clear… Alex.

Finally we have a name! Though I can't just tell the guys how I found out, they'd think I was being creepy be eavesdropping on their privacy. Technically, I'm not because if they're loud enough to be heard through walls then anyone who hears it would be eavesdropping, including them. I'd call it more voyeurism than anything.

Here I am, listening again, enraptured by the sounds coming from next door. I really need to get dressed but it's next to impossible with a hard on, not to mention painful. So, I do what I have to do, not what I want to do, and pull my cock out again to relieve it. She's progressively getting louder when it suddenly becomes a muffled sound. He probably covered her mouth so she doesn't wake anyone. Ha. It's too late for that. They should've been more quiet.

An irritating thought suddenly rears its ugly head. He planned this! He knows we're in the penthouse next door. He's marking his territory. TERRITORY. What a joke. Well, buddy, I hate to tell you this, but she's no one's territory. Especially not yours. You may have her right now, while she's in Vegas, but I live in the same city as she does. I can have her a lot longer. Yeah, IF you can fix your major fuck up. When we get home, I'm going to do whatever it takes to get her to forgive me and then I'll erase you from her memory.

FUCK! He's pissing me off, to the point that I'm pumping my fist on my cock harder and faster, listening to her cum and I cum so hard that I have to cover it with my other hand to keep it from spraying all over the wall. I feel drained but amazing at the same time. God that felt good! Just wait. I'll get the chance to fuck her for real and I won't have to use my imagination OR my hand.

Deciding I need to get moving, I quickly clean up my mess and hop in the shower so I can get dressed and go out to face the firing squad. The coffee smells wonderful and I really need a cup, along with some water and OJ.

Taylor POV

"What in the fuck? Is it always like this?" I ask the guys. "This would drive me fucking crazy."

We're sitting in silence, drinking our coffee and enjoying the silence, when we hear the distinct sounds of someone having sex. For a while we only hear the female but soon a male joined in and it became quite obvious what they were doing.

The guys are looking at me, humor in their eyes and smirks on their faces. Ryan responds, "Um, pretty much, but not this loud. Usually we only hear them faintly. This time is a whole new level of noise. Yeah, it can be hard to sleep at times. Thank god we're awake because if not we would be having wet dreams thinking it was our imagination." He laughs and takes a sip of coffee.

Ryan adds, "We're pretty sure it's Rhiann and her guy friend because I can't imagine Ana or Kate doing that to Elliot and Grey." He takes a sip of coffee before continuing, "Rhiann was the only one who was single when she came here, though I'm not sure she is anymore."

Rolling my eyes I comment, "God damn this would drive me nuts. I can only imagine what's going through your minds. I mean, we've all heard Grey and Ana. I thought she was loud but I take that back. Rhiann puts her to shame." I chuckle. "At least we don't have to see her. We can try to leave before she exits her room. How awkward would that be? I wouldn't want to embarrass her but I don't think I'll ever be able to look at her without thinking about how she sounds when she's getting fucked." A perverted thought pops into my head and I wonder what she looks like too.

I still haven't seen her in person so maybe we'll hang out her for a little while longer and see if we run into her. Otherwise, I'll have to wait until we all return to Seattle. I'm pretty sure she'll be around because Grey will insist on it. He's feeling pretty shitty about the whole thing and he wants to see if things and help out somehow. I know his heart is in the right place but he needs to wait until he talks to Ana and Kate about things. He can't force Rhiann to meet him and I can guarantee, just from what I've heard through everyone the past few days, she won't take his shit and she'll call him out on everything. There's something about her that bothers me though. How is she flying under the radar? She has to have connections somewhere. No one can only exist on only a driver's license. Maybe when the girls return we will be able to get some answers.

The sounds stop, finally. "Thank god they stopped. Jeeze she must be exhausted. Maybe they fell asleep." I laugh. Not ten minutes after I said that they start up again. This time there's an accompanying beat joining in. "Holy fuck. Again?" I look at the guys, "Back to back and this loud?" I'm actually quite curious because I know I'd have to wait at least thirty minutes to reload. "Fuck, he reminds me of Grey."

Reynolds laughs, "Nope." He pops the 'P.' "This is new too. You want my opinion? He's fucking her in the shower, against the wall that separates our rooms. She's never been this loud so I'm assuming he's going all out to make a point. I don't think he would do anything to hurt her. He's never given any indication he would do that, anyway. He's just pulling out all the stops while fucking her. Sending a message to Luke and we all get to listen to the show."

Just as he says that we hear her scream out his name. Finally we have a name. Granted it's a crude and perverted way to find out but still, there it is.

"So, guys, I guess his name is Alex." Ryan chuckles. "Well, that's one way to find out."

Reynolds laughs. "It's going to be awkward seeing her with him."

"Ten bucks says he'll be smirking and she'll be embarrassed." Ryan replies with a smirk.

"I'll take that bet." Reynolds laughs. "I agree that he'll show off but I disagree with her reaction. She doesn't seem like the type to get embarrassed about much of anything."

They shake hands and I roll my eyes. "You two are horrible. I'm staying out of it because I'm at a disadvantage here. I don't know anything about either one of them."

"Yeah. Apparently she likes it a little rough too. She's obviously pretty vocal but we've heard him groan and call out her name, usually it's ''fuck, baby,' his pet name for her. He's nowhere near as loud as she is but she must be pretty good at whatever she's doing. Most guys are quiet." Reynolds points out the obvious just before we hear him, punctuating his words. He smiles a cheshire cat grin, "Told you so."

The guys don't seem to be affected by her. As a matter of fact, they seem to be sympathetic. I guess that's why I hired them. They're able to look at a situation from all aspects and perspectives. I look at them and shake my head. "You've had a lot of time to analyze this, haven't you? Fuck, I can't imagine what you've heard up to this point."

We're silent for a minute and thankfully the noises have stopped. Ryan looks from me to Reynolds. "I've heard some things that have concerned me. I've never said anything because I've been trying to figure it out." He glances at Reynolds before continuing. "She's broken down every day that we've been here. Some sort of emotional and mental breakdown. Ana and Kate are like mother bears to her. Super protective and they will do anything to make sure Rhiann doesn't get hurt. That was especially evident when the pool incident happened."

Just as Ryan finishes that sentence, Luke strolls out of his room dressed and ready for the day.