Laced Control
It rushed through her like fire, her thighs shaking, her lungs burning.
She rode the wave hard, grinding against the mouth below her as she imagined Zara squirming beneath her, eyes glassy, lips swollen from kisses and commands.
And when it was over—when she collapsed back on the bed, spent and pulsing, chest heaving like she’d run a mile—Bri let out a laugh.
“Fuck, that was so good.”
The volatility of her orgasm had surprised even her.
The girl beside her—Svetlana—smiled, thinking she’d done something incredible. She curled up against Bri’s side, her fingers tracing the line of her abs. She had no idea she’d just been a placeholder in someone else’s fantasy.
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