Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories
Steve lay back, his face wet with saliva and her slick, gasping for breath.
“Fuck, your bitch is hot,” Steve muttered, smirking as he tossed Emma’s bra at Rob. “Here’s something for you to play with.”
Emma sat up, finishing the last of her prosecco like it was nothing. She stood, wearing only her leather boots and thong, her body gleaming with sweat. Calm, casual, in control.
“You ready to sign the contract?” she asked Steve like it was just business.
Steve chuckled darkly. “Not yet, slut. Why don’t you come sit on my cock and we’ll talk about it?”