The confession hung in the air, a raw, honest admission that seemed to electrify the room. Both of them groaned, a deep, guttural sound that was a mixture of triumph and raw, unadulterated lust. Caleb's hand slid up, his fingers tracing a path over my stomach until they found my breast, cupping it through the thin, wet fabric of my t-shirt. He squeezed it, his grip firm, possessive, and I moaned, the sound escaping my lips before I could stop it. It was a raw, primal sound, a testament to the pleasure that was coursing through my veins. " That's what I thought, " Mike said with a smile. His finger hooked in the waistband of my panties, tugging just enough of it to tease, to remind me that he was in control. " You came down here for water, but now you're getting something different. " My pussy clenched, a desperate, aching need for more, for him, for them. " Something better, " Mike added, his teeth scraping my neck before he licked the spot he bit, a rough, possessive gesture
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