“As fuck,” she said bluntly, blinking as if to stress her point. I yanked the door open, revealing Renee, her face flushed from delayed impatience. Fireworks exploded behind my eyes as the orgasm tore through me, wracking my body with ecstasy. I felt Renee’s fingers dig into my hips, her nails biting into my skin in a way that sent white-hot jolts of pleasure straight to my throbbing clit. I could feel the dampness between my legs intensifying as my hand moved faster, my own moans matching the rhythm of his thrusts. She stopped abruptly, taking in the sight of all the clothes on the living room floor, the couch offset from the center of the room. She squirmed when my fingers brushed against the soft fabric of her bra; her eyes fluttered closed as a slow moan escaped her lips. “Incredible,” she finally settled on, her eyes turning back to meet mine with a newfound sparkle in them. I managed to grab onto the doorknob for support before I fell all the way to the ground.
