Stella
I'm breathless. Wet. Overwhelmed. Riled up. I can't think, can't come up with an excuse.
I want to have s*x with Evan and Raphael, and I don't want to wait.
My lips form the words. "I want it now."
Raphael stares at me in the dark, clearly shocked by me giving in, but Evan is already at work. A tremor goes through me when he hauls me on top of his big body.
He smells like roses and hotel soap. His armpits are slightly hairy, but I find it sexy, especially since his biceps are so defined.
So hot.
My breasts are soft against Evan's hard pecs, and I feel a thousand times smaller since he is so broad. Large. Sexy.
Heat invades my skin when he kisses me, again and again, eating at my lips before breaking away.
"You should be focusing on Raphael this time," Evan's voice sound
