CHAPTER SEVEN
THE MORNING SUN peeked through the crack between the hotel curtains. Cassie didn’t want to move, but she could feel wakefulness pulling at the edges of her mind. She could also feel two different arms draped over her waist and a feminine ankle across her shin. The steady breathing of the Bishop’s sleepy breathing warmed her heart as she laid there cocooned in their embrace. She could still feel their kisses along her body, their fingers and Chris’s c**k inside her p***y, as well as Kristi’s teeth on her n*****s. Cassie’s lips were swollen from Chris’s c**k and still coated with Kristi’s passion. None of them had had enough energy to do more than collapse with their heads on the pillows. Cassie barely remembered to text her mother that she wasn’t coming back to the room. Hope
