Freja bit her lip, watching her companion service Nathan so eagerly. Before she could think better of it, her hand slid down her own body, finding the hem of her dress and slipping beneath it. Her fingers found the dampness soaking through her undergarments and she gasped softly at her own touch.
She couldn't help it. Watching this was too arousing, the sounds too erotic. Her fingers began to rub in small circles, chasing her own pleasure while Nathan used Elin's mouth.
Nathan's eyes tracked every micro-expression that flickered across Freja's flushed features, and he couldn't suppress the wolfish smirk that curved his lips. Her pupils had dilated, her breathing had quickened almost imperceptibly, and that pretty pink tongue had darted out to wet her lower lip while she watched Elin worship his cock with devoted enthusiasm.
"Aren't you enjoying this quite a bit?"
