Saturday
Desire won over outrage, and Aislen turned into Rhett, feeling the press of his piercing against her lip as he deepened the kiss, his tongue stroking against hers. His c**k was warm in her palm. She tightened her fingers around it, holding him tight like she had seen the Triquetra do to each other.
His groan was accompanied by a mental flood of pleasure. (Taming the tigress…)
He wriggled free of his jeans without breaking the kiss, before digging his hands into Aislen’s hair. She felt Cameron part her thighs and Rhett lowered her back onto the mattress, going with her, leaning over her at an angle, as Cameron kissed along her lower stomach and then dragged his tongue over her c**t.
“Oh god,” she moaned into Rhett’s mouth, as Cameron lathed her with enthusiasm. His tongue cir
