Elora’s POV.
The redhead notices me first and freezes. The blonde with the strap-on notices that the redhead has stopped sucking and follows her line of sight. Both women frozen, like deer caught in headlights. The brunette hasn’t noticed anything wrong and why would she? She is having a great time.
“Erm, Con. There is a librarian-looking woman at your door.” The redhead says and I stifle a scoff, librarian? b***h, please, have you ever seen a librarian looking this damn fine? No, you haven’t. The brunette stops and turns her head so fast I’m surprised her head didn’t twist off. The redhead climbs off Conrad, who tilts his head, his chin, and lips glistening and those cool milky jade green eyes lock on mine.
My heart kicks up a beat and I will say this: his pictures don’t do him justic
