Wren POV
I expect Charlie to pull out his c**k and silence me with that, but he doesn't. Instead, his mouth is on mine. His tongue explores my mouth gently while he swallows my moans. Reaching down with one hand, I curl my fingers in Destin's hair, and the other tangles around Charlie's.
My hips grind against Destin's mouth. It feels like it has been forever since his mouth has been on me. For me, it has been months, but for him, only a few weeks. Still, his tongue dives inside me like a man starved.
Pleasure coils tightly in my stomach, causing me to bite down on Charlie's lower lip. He pulls away, and his darkened green eyes glitter excitedly. "I am glad I didn't give you my c**k to suck."
I whimper, and he wraps a hand around my throat. My breath hitches in my chest, an
