Angela would have cried out if she could have, the tingling flowing through her body and spiraling outward as she approached another overload. She flexed her wrists, the cold metal keeping her in place—she needed to touch him, stroke him…
"Come on, Angie," Jake whispered. "Give it to Hunter and I'll give it to you." He thrust upward. "Now."
She flicked her tongue over the tip of Hunter's c**k before latching on it with her lips one last time and pulling him in as far as she could once more, sucking hard.
"Yes." Hunter let out a sigh as he emptied himself into her, eyes closed tight as his hips thrust forward in one last burst of energy. "Oh, God. Yes." He pulled away with a pained grunt and dropped off the bed to kneel, his forehead pressed to the cool white sheets.
She swallowed hard,
