Midnight Pleasure: 30 Shades Of Short Steamy Stories
Her body was a temptation I couldn’t ignore anymore.
Freya lay back on the table, legs spread wide, fingers buried in her wet pussy, panting as if she were the star of the p**n she’d put on the screen.
The video was loud, moans, dirty talk, the wet sounds of bodies colliding but her own noises drowned it out.
The sight broke me.
I stalked forward, heart hammering, cock straining so hard against my trousers I could barely breathe. My hands wrapped around her thighs and yanked her down the table, dragging her ass to the edge.