Chapter Forty-Eight
I feel suffused with their acceptance, bruised and beaten by it. How can they accept me so easily, so fully?
But they do.
As I moan and grind myself against Enzo’s c**k achieving an instant erection, I can hear everything that they said and everything that they aren’t saying.
He shoves the slinky fabric of my dress up my thigh, his fingers following the edge of the thin slip of my lacy panties and meeting the fleshy outer lips of my s*x.
“Wait, not yet.” Salvatore cuts in and tilts his head at me. “Strip and turn around.”
I suck in a breath. I want them to take me, I want all three to f**k me right now, and it’s driving me insane that they’re making me wait.
My sweet Angelo is behind me, helping me unzip my empire dress and step out of it. Shedding this dress is
