Shameful pleasure
Avery's POV
“Clara!!"
Chris' growl echoed through the entire warehouse .
Chris. Drake. Ryan. They were finally here.
My body jerked, hope exploding in my chest even as Rissi’s c**k slammed deeper, stretching me open, owning every bit of inch of me. Tears ran down my eyes in excitement.
They were here. They were—
But then Rissi laughed against my ear, low and cruel.
“Listen close, flower,” he whispered beneath my ear as he wrapped his hand the ghtoy around my neck.
He didn’t slow in his pace, neither did he care to stop. If anything, he f****d me harder, his hips snapping against my ass, and the table rocking beneath us with every brutal thrust.
Another shout—it was Drake this time—then Ryan followed, furious and… terrified.
But I began to notice the uniqueness.
