Theresa lingered on her knees, the cold floor biting into her skin as the aftershocks of her orgasm pulsed through her, a sensation that left her body glowing.
Devon's cum still coated her lips, its salty heat a forbidden trophy she savored with a slow, deliberate lick, her tongue curling as if to lock the secret away. Power surged through her veins, a dark current that made her skin prickle with exhilaration. She'd been fucked to satisfaction right under Elias's clueless gaze, and the thrill of it set her heart racing.
Her thighs quivered, aching sweetly from Devon's relentless thrusts, each step a reminder of how her body had surrendered to him, her pussy still slick and pulsing, dripping onto the floor like a silent confession.
