"Dahlia won't exhaust me, darling," Saint purred to Eli, arching one sculpted brow and smiling devilishly. She did look ravishing and she knew it; she angled one hip out, making the slit in her skirt just bit more prominent along a slender thigh.
"Maybe he'll be up for a harem," she suggested, laughing, gazing at the other two beauties. Those crystalline green eyes lingered on Eden and Ricky appreciatively, thinking of all of the shenanigans the trio could indulge in. Her fingers lifted that flute and drained it, savoring the tart drops.
"That would be… lovely," she half-hummed, tilting her head and surveying Eden's body in a rather admiring way. A step closer to Ricky, her fingers toying with the other girl's hair. She had no qualms about such things like personal boundaries.