-Angela-
I pressed against the wall, completely naked, while Elijah was buried deep inside me, thrusting against me, still half-dressed. There was something inherently dirty about being completely exposed while they remained either fully clothed or partially dressed. From over Elijah’s shoulder, I could see Hunter watching us from a nearby couch, his eyes gleaming with lust and promises of what would come next once Elijah had had his fill.
I couldn’t handle the intensity of being watched. My body exploded in response, and I whimpered and moaned as Elijah increased his tempo, thrusting harder. His fingers dug into my waist, supporting me as he pushed deeper, and then he shattered too, spilling himself inside me. His heavy breathing tickled my neck, and I reveled in the aftershocks of the
