Evangeline
My senses are on overload. I don’t know what to say or how to move. I don’t think I could speak even if I wanted to. The same goes for moving—Carter has me in a solid hold. His hand wrapped around my throat makes everything fuzzy and light. I can breathe fine, but the confident command of his grasp unlocks something inside of me. It makes me theirs.
“Up on your tiptoes, doll,” Carter says.
As soon as I obey, the head of his c**k presses against my entrance. Leonard removes his fingers. When I flick my gaze down, I can see him watching me. He’s jacking himself, using my arousal as lubrication.
Fuck. It’s so freaking hot, I think I’m going to combust.
Carter pushes inside, filling me with his thickness. He keeps my neck under his control as he strokes in and out, and Leonard
