Sarah
The hand on my breast was warm and firm as it squeezed me. Plucking my n****e through the thin fabric of my t-shirt until I let out a gasp.
The hard length of his member pressing between my legs, through my folds. I rocked my hips forward. Making him growl as I let out a moan. A hand moved over my hip, nails scraping along my skin, making goosebumps pop up in its wake.
I was having another s*x dream, cracking open an eye I saw Dom. His eyes closed, as if he were still in that sweet space between dreaming and waking. Kane’s lips trailed along my shoulder. His erection pressing against my ass. He tilted my head to the side, working his lips higher until they met mine.
Dom was still thrusting against me, the friction felt delicious. Arousal moved through me, making me long for both
