Se connecterI sucked harder, taking him as deep as I could. Laurel’s tongue worked steadily along the shaft below my lips while her hand cupped and squeezed his balls.Lucas’s hips bucked and his hand tightened in my hair, holding me there as a rough sound left his throat.Then he came.Hot, thick spurts flooded my mouth. I swallowed instinctively, but there was too much of him. Some of it escaped the corner of my lips and slid down my chin in a slow, sticky trail. Laurel leaned in right away and licked it off my skin before she kissed me deeply. Her tongue pushed his cum into my mouth and then pulled it back into hers as we shared the warm, salty taste between us.Lucas sat up suddenly and grabbed us both. His mouth crashed against mine, then Laurel's, then back to mine. Each kiss left me dizzier than the last."I want to be inside you," he rasped against my lips. "Now."He positioned me on all fours. My face pressed into the pillow and my ass stayed high in the air. I felt his fingers part my s
"Please," I whispered softly.Lucas’s mouth curved slowly. His eyes darkened as he looked down at me."Please what?"I couldn’t say it. The words were there but my tongue couldn’t shape them. Heat flooded my face as he raised an eyebrow, waiting for an answer. I turned my head and looked at Laurel desperately, silently begging her to speak for me."I want you to watch," Laurel said. "While I make her come again."She nudged Lucas aside with a gentle hand on his hip and settled between my thighs. Her shoulders pushed my legs wide open. Cool air touched my soaked pussy for a second before her warm breath ghosted over me. I nearly came right there from the anticipation alone.Lucas stood up slowly. He walked to the foot of the bed and stopped there, looking down at us—at his girlfriend kneeling between another woman’s spread legs and at my body that was open and waiting.Laurel glanced up at him, and for a brief moment, a knowing look passed between them before she lowered her mouth. Luc
"Sophie," Laurel whispered. "Are you sure?" My brain felt entirely fried. I was too hot, too dizzy, and far too deeply aroused to care about consequences. I knew exactly what was going to happen if I said yes. There was no turning back once I crossed this line. But I was already too far gone to stop. While we were flying to Paris, Laurel had told me the truth. She said Lucas wanted me too. That they were both interested in me, but they wouldn’t try anything unless I let them. I had sat there on the plane with my heart pounding, staring out the window so she wouldn’t see my face. It would have been a massive lie to pretend I hadn't spent the last few hours agonizing over it. In the quiet hours of the night, I had imagined a hundred different scenarios of them both doing unspeakable, mind-numbing things to me. Just the thought of it had left me soaked, shivering, and aching in the dark. Now the real thing was right in front of me. My heart hammered wildly against my ribs. I lo
She kissed the inside of my thigh softly. Then she turned her head and kissed the other one the same way. Her warm breath ghosted straight over my clit and my hips jerked involuntarily. The moment her mouth finally touched my pussy, my whole body melted into the bed.I saw colors. Actual colors, bursting behind my eyelids. Her tongue was flat and slow at first, licking a long, wet stripe up through my folds like she was tasting something precious. She dragged it from my entrance all the way to my clit, then did it again, slower, collecting every bit of slick. The wet heat of her mouth made my thighs tremble."Laurel." Her name came out broken and shaky.She pulled back just enough to smile at me. "I want to try something.""What?"She didn’t answer with words. Instead she crawled up my body, dragging her open mouth over my stomach in slow, wet kisses. She moved higher across my sternum, licking and nipping until she reached the hollow of my throat and sucked gently there. Then she set
♡SOPHIE♡I ended up saying yes to Laurel, agreeing to go with her to Paris despite every single instinct in my body screaming at me to run the other way.Even though Laurel swore up and down that she wouldn’t cross any lines, that she wouldn't do anything I didn't want her to do, I still wasn't convinced. The truth was, I didn't trust Laurel. But worse than that, I knew I couldn't trust myself around her.Every time I told myself it was wrong, a quiet, traitorous part of my mind betrayed me. I hated myself for having these feelings, for the way my heart hammered against my ribs whenever she looked at me. I couldn't control the sudden, scorching wave of arousal that flooded through me whenever I thought about what happened that night. The memory of her touch alone was enough to make my knees weak.Now, we were thousands of miles away in a massive, breathtaking house somewhere in Paris, and I was stuck in bed.The bedroom door clicked open, and Laurel appeared from the living room,
Lucas had given me three days to convince Sophie to come with us to Paris, and here I was on day two, completely empty-handed. In fact, I hadn’t even spoken to her yet.The reason was simple: Sophie had completely vanished.I woke up that morning to an empty apartment. Sophie’s door was open. Her bed was made. Her bag was gone. I waited all day. I sat on the couch and checked my phone every few minutes. I even walked past her lecture building once, hoping to catch a glimpse of her. Nothing. She never came home. She slept somewhere else.By the time evening rolled around, my stomach was tight with worry and guilt. I knew why she was avoiding me. I could still taste her on my tongue if I closed my eyes. I could still hear the soft, shocked sounds she made when she came on my mouth. And I knew she was scared of it. Scared of me. Scared of what it meant.Now, I was standing in the corridor outside her main lecture hall, watching the heavy double doors like a hawk. My chest felt tight wi







