Bound By His Rules {M×M}
He flexed his toes and I sucked the big one into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it like it was candy.
Salty, warm, masculine.
I moaned around it.
Marcus groaned. “Damn. You’re hungry.”
I moved to the next toe, then the next, sucking each one deep, licking between them, worshipping every inch.
My cock leaked steadily onto the rug.
Lena sat in the armchair across from us, robe open now, hand between her thighs, watching with heavy-lidded eyes.
“Good,” she breathed. “Keep going.”
Marcus pulled his foot away gently and stood up. “Stand.”