Wicked Pleasures [Steamy Short Stories]
Her breaths came in jagged bursts, her body teetering on the edge of spasms from the unbearable, sugary bliss radiating from her pussy, each stroke amplifying the delicious ache until it consumed her.
Her features contorted in bliss.
“Fuuuuck!” The curse tore from her throat.
The men treated her pussy like their personal toy, fingering and rubbing until she was a quivering mess, before finally withdrawing.
Thea’s vision swam with haze as they released her, her chest rising and falling in heavy pants.
Then her right leg was yanked up too, splaying her thighs apart in a lewd, vulnerable display while strong arms locked around her waist from behind, pinning her steady.