Fifty Shades Of Lovia
Sasha was quicker, efficient, kicking off her heels and shimmying out of the fishnets, revealing smooth, shaved skin that begged to be marked.
I watched, sipping slower now, letting the anticipation build. My cock strained against my pants, but I made them wait. Power was in the delay. "On your knees," I ordered, voice low, commanding.
They dropped together, synchronized like they’d done this before. Probably had. Valeria crawled first, hands on my thighs, unzipping me with eager fingers. Sasha followed, licking her lips.
I tangled one hand in Valeria’s dark hair, yanking her head back to look at me. "You know who I am?"