Tales of Desire
The phone sits balanced on folded towels, red light staring like it’s starving.
They take their time because they know it wrecks me. Alex drags his fingertips down my ribs so lightly I shiver, tracing every curve like he owns it. Jake steps in behind me, breath hot on my neck, big hands palming my ass before he lands a sharp, open-hand smack that makes me gasp and push back for more. Liam drops to his knees in front of me, teasing the old vibrator (now humming strong again thanks to fresh batteries and duct tape) up the inside of my thigh, stopping a whisper away from my soaked pussy, close enough I can feel the buzz but not enough to get me off. Mia presses in close, mask hiding everything