-Elijah-
I didn’t go back all day. Instead, I drove around aimlessly until I found a bar to sit in, barely touching my drink. With just a simple glass of scotch in front of me, I contemplated my next move, which took me all night. Eventually, I drove back, a choice I regretted the moment I reached the top floor.
As soon as I stepped reached my floor, I heard her—the sweet sounds of her whimpering and moaning. Everything in me locked onto those sounds. I turned and walked past my room, heading towards Hunter’s, where the door was slightly ajar. Peering inside, I saw…
F*cking hell.
Angela lay on the bed, eyes closed, while Hunter knelt before her, licking her p*ssy. Everything in me screamed to walk in and share in the pleasure we could bring her.
Sh*t!
This was all Hunter’s doing. He
