Wild Dreams [Story Collection]
They're both shirtless from whatever late-night hangout they had, sweat glistening on their toned chests, and the way they look at me—lust raw and unfiltered—sends a fresh wave of arousal crashing through me.
I don't stop. My fingers keep moving, sliding in and out of my dripping pussy, chasing that release. The laptop video plays on, the older man now pounding harder, his balls slapping against skin, and I moan softly, locking eyes with them. Alex's gaze flicks to the screen, then back to me, his jaw tightening. Jake steps forward first, his hand shooting out to grab my wrist, pulling my fingers free with a wet pop. 'Not yet,' he growls, his voice low and commanding.