Chapter 4
Mia’s POV
“Truth,” I said again, my voice a little shaky but excited as I sat there without my jacket, blouse clinging to my skin from the heat building in the room.
My n*****s stayed hard and obvious, rubbing against the fabric every time I breathed deeper. Alex’s hand lingered on my lower back, warm and possessive, while Marcus and Tyler watched with those hungry stares that made my p***y throb steadily.
Marcus leaned in first. “Truth then. How wet is your married cunt right now from all this dirty talk and that massage?”
I swallowed hard, feeling a fresh rush of slickness between my thighs. “Pretty f*****g wet,” I admitted, cheeks burning but my body loving the confession.
“Soaked through my panties. Haven’t felt this turned on in months.”
Tyler laughed low and dirty
