Novel & Cerita Jessica Nigri Slip

“Looks like we arrived just in time. Is it a shared feast, or do Denric and I need to sit on our hands and just watch?” Jessa giggled into my mouth and waved them over to us. I pulled off her shirt as they joined us; within moments, Jessa was stripped bare, her beautiful body on display for us. Denric pressed up behind her, his hands cupping her breasts as he kissed down her spine. Cassian lifted her slightly off me, allowing me to shed my clothes. I slid a hand between Jessa’s legs, finding her clit while I watched Denric and Cassian kiss her. She gasped, her hips bucking toward me.

By the look on his face Reggie wasn't expecting Jessica to be here either acting like a spoiled debutante. Which is exactly how she looks. She claims to be a member of Black Eagle, but she's standing in the center of the room wearing a bright purple gown slit almost up to the waist, strappy golden gladiator sandals with 3" heels, and a shiny chrome corset. She isn't wearing a helmet or mask, instead her bright red hair is perfectly styled and her makeup exaggerated. She looks like she just stepped off a catwalk in Milan. Which is grossly out of place in a room where everyone is in black fatigues and armor, many of us covered in blood. “Agent Jackson, now is a terrible time,” Reggie clarifies