CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
“Mm.” Seven laid the phone on the end table by his bed, massaging his hard c**k through his white jockey shorts.
He closed his eyes, imagining Kaya’s dark body kneeling in front of him and taking his d**k inside her full lips.
Holly wiggled under the cover, still sleeping with her back to him.
Holly’s perfume, the fantasy of Kaya sucking him off, and just hearing Kaya’s voice made him hornier than he’d ever been in his entire life.
A deep, unstoppable desire emerged and Seven yanked the cover off Holly, jerking her from her sleep.
“What?” She asked, groggy. “I’m still sleeping.”
He kissed her naked back, thrusting his hands under her arms to grab her breasts.
She whimpered, tensing in his touch. “No, I’m sleeping.”
He sucked the back of her neck hard, the desire
