OOPS! I SENT IT TO MY BAD BOY STEPBROTHER !
Or the way my skin felt while Damien's hands were everywhere.
I still feel him.
“Oh my god.” Meave gasped, her eyes widening on the screen. “You did it. You finally let someone screw you right.” A sharp, joyous sound comes from her just as she slaps a palm to her mouth as if to conceal it. Her feet kicked happily, and she did a little sway of her hips before clapping. “Finally! Please, oh please, tell me he was better than the little golden boy over there. Tell me he made you cum, because we both know when you and Asher finally did it, he was too busy admiring his drunk self to get you to the bridge, let alone over it.”