The air in the hallway is thick enough to choke on, smelling of Jackson’s salt and Julian’s sandalwood. I’m kneeling on the cold industrial carpet, my knees raw and stinging, but I don’t care. I’ve never felt more anchored than I do right now, caught between the two of them.Jackson’s cock is a heavy weight in my mouth, stretching my jaw until it aches. He isn’t being gentle. His hand is buried in my hair, his knuckles white as he guides my head in a fast, punishing pace. Every time I bottom out, the back of my throat hitches, a soft, choked sound vibrating against his skin.“That’s it, Leah. Choke on it,” Jackson growls, his voice vibrating through my skull. “Show me how much you want to keep us here.”Behind me, Julian is a different kind of storm. His fingers are buried deep inside my pussy, three of them now, stretching me until I feel like I’m going to split. He’s kneeling behind me, his chest pressed to my back, his other hand reaching around to cruelly pinch my left nipple.“Sh
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