They don’t know who you are, Mel. You’re a mysterious stranger.
That thought is like a bucket of cold water. My ardor cools momentarily, but then West swirls his tongue over my clit, and I’m lost again. Holding Rob’s gaze, I whimper for more.
Rob’s lips curve upward. He unzips his trousers and frees his thick cock. He stays where he is and lazily wraps a fist around his erection. A drop of precum glistens at the tip. His abs ripple, and his stomach tightens as he strokes himself.
Hot arousal engulfs me.
I want to grab West’s head and push his delicious tongue into my soaking pussy. Does he know? Can he tell how tightly wound I am by how much I’m shaking?
West shoves two fingers into me. “Fuck, yes,” he growls, his voice vibrating against my core. “Oh fuck, yes.”
His tongue dances over my clit. Pleasure shoots through my body. Rob’s touching himself. West’s making me come. My insides tighten. My muscles quiver and clench, and pressure builds through my body.
My body vibrates from head to toe. I can't hold it back. I spasm hard and explode into West’s plundering mouth.
Everything goes hazy.