His kiss was both tender and consuming, his tongue tracing the seam of her mouth with a hunger that made her head spin. Duke
Duke leaned in, his lips grazing her ear, his breath hot against her skin. Yes, I can handle it. “Don’t we all deserve a little ease? Every night, every way you’ll let us.”
Josie’s pussy clenched at the thought, her body already craving more despite the ache. “What are we doin’?” she whispered, her voice raw, trembling with a mix of fear and longing. “Through every storm, every loss. “You’re everything,” Duke growled, his lips grazing her neck, leaving a trail of heat that made her pussy clench. But now, under the moonlight with their bodies pressed against hers, she wanted nothing more than to surrender, to let go and feel alive in their arms. She gripped his shoulders, her nails biting into his skin as she anchored herself against the tide of sensation. Duke kissed her deeply, his hands roaming her body as Wyatt’s cock nudged her pussy, slick with Duke’s cum.
