Soaked Wet for My Three Exes(a reverse harem story)
"Darcie, holy fuck. That dress is begging to be ripped off you, shredded slow while I watch you squirm. You're destruction poured into silk, baby. Owned my soul back then, i won't mind you owning it again
His eyes raked me head to toe again, lips curling into a slow, filthy smirk that promised absolute ruin, fingers tightening just enough on my thigh to make me bite my lip.
Steve prowled in next, real estate billionaire with sun kissed skin and a body sculpted for sin, shirt unbuttoned just enough to tease. He leaned in close, breath hot on my neck, murmuring, "Trouble walked in years ago, you. Been craving that fire ever since.
Wet for me yet, goddess? Say the word, and I'll drop to my knee