Seeing the expression on her face, Devon chuckled low, his voice a dark rumble that cut through the haze. "Jealous, Sophie? Don't worry I'm not done with you yet. Get on your back, spread those legs wide. Helena, cuff her wrists again."
Helena obeyed with a sly, knowing smile, her body still trembling from her orgasm, reaching for the leather cuffs from the nightstand with a graceful stretch that made her heavy breasts sway, the remnants of his cum glistening on her skin like a badge of honor.
She snapped the cuffs around Sophie's wrists with a metallic click that echoed like a promise, securing them to the bedframe above her head, stretching her arms taut, her body arching slightly in a vulnerable curve that lifted her breasts high, her nipples hardening further in the cool air, her hair spilling across the pillow like spilled ink.
