Auden doesn’t change, not now. His breathing stays even against my neck as he shields our f*****g bodies from view, and while his hips stay tight to mine, he doesn’t chase my thrusts. Still in control. Not lost to pleasure like Poe and me.
“Shorter,” she gasps. “Grind me against you—oh f**k, that’s it. That’s it.”
She practically climbs me as I obey her, using my grip on her arse to move her like she needs, rubbing her hard little bead against me with every stroke. She hoists herself higher to get the angle she wants, she squeezes those soft thighs against my hips as I f**k her through the rip in the middle of her tights, she wraps her arms ever tighter around my neck and bites my earlobe. And then I hear kissing.
She and Auden are kissing with me between them—and as he utters a
