Chapter 3
Avery POV
Chloe’s words hung in the air like smoke, thick and heavy, and my eyes snapped wide open. Take both?
My hips were still rolling slow and dirty on Tyler’s lap, my soaked panties glued to my p***y lips, every grind making fresh wetness leak out of me and smear across the front of his jeans.
I could feel his c**k twitching hard underneath me, thick and hot, and my c**t was pulsing so bad it hurt in the best way.
But both? Daniel and Tyler at the same time? My stomach flipped hard, a rush of nervous heat flooding straight down between my legs.
Daniel stood right there beside us, his eyes locked on my face, that dark hungry look still burning.
For a second nobody said anything. Tyler’s hands stayed glued to my ass cheeks, squeezing them open while I kept moving
