Tessa
A shiver ran through me as my initial hesitation melted into fascination. The rhythm of their bodies, the way she surrendered to it, the way he commanded it—it was mesmerizing. Their moans weren’t just sounds; they were echoes of pleasure I could feel curling through my own body, whispering dark invitations to my mind.
It wasn’t just them on display.
It was me, too.
The way my breath quickened. The way my thighs clenched. The way my n*****s tightened beneath the scrap of dress still clinging to my body. I was suddenly hyperaware of the people around me, of The Fox’s eyes drinking in my every reaction.
He moved closer, his presence enveloping me, his warmth chasing the lingering chill from my exposed skin. His breath skimmed the shell of my ear, low and deliberate.
“Do you like
