I swallow and open my eyes, focusing on the unknown couple still f*****g in front of us. I’m sure Boris has his eyes on me, watching us from somewhere. I have no doubt about it.
And even though the discomfort courses through me completely and I want to tear off my skin to escape, I give in. I give Killian space to kiss my neck more freely.
I shiver as his hand slides down my curves, while the man buries his face in the woman’s p***y and eats her out.
I can’t take it.
No.
I close my eyes, refusing to see any more. The room is dimly lit; probably Boris wouldn’t even notice if my eyes were open or not. So I keep them shut and let myself escape, even if just for a moment, pretending none of this is happening.
Killian slowly slides his hand into my dress and presses along the inside of my
