Her wetness clung to him, reluctant, as if her body didn’t want to let go. How could she not? xnx But he had hoped that this had just been the beginning. Her bare skin, the shape of her legs, the tilt of her hips. The way her slickness clung to him. On the couch, just a few feet away, Maya and Zoey were moving together. The living room was a cozy chaos of cushions, soft blankets, and dim lamplight. When the hell had that happened? God. “Do you want a turn?”
She didn’t answer right away. His cock bounced a few times after she freed it. He gritted his teeth, groaning low in his throat. She placed her hands on his shoulders and met his gaze, her expression unreadable.
