Clenching on to as much of the ottoman as she could, Aurora fought back her moans while Charles feasted between her shaking legs. His lapping tongue and gentle sucks had Aurora so enthralled that she hadn't noticed Oliver had entered her room.
Sitting on the adjacent chair that faced the balcony, Oliver sat back and watched, enjoying the site of his mates body writhing in the pleasure, her knees bent and her toes curled, her nails digging into the material of the ottoman that she was spread out on. Oliver couldn't help but enjoy the site, his erection becoming more pronounced in his suit pants.
Adjusting himself in the chair, he undid his belt and unzipped his pants, freeing his length. Wrapping his hand around his girth, he began to pleasure himself, stroking his shaft to the motion of
