I don’t know how long we lay there tangled together, sweat cooling on our skin, the room thick with the smell of s*x. My body felt like liquid, every muscle loose and trembling from the endless orgasms they’d ripped out of me. Ramirez was on my left, one heavy arm draped across my waist, his fingers lazily tracing circles on my hip. Hale was on my right, propped on an elbow, watching me with that half-smirk that made my stomach flip all over again.
I thought maybe we were done. I was sore in the sweetest way p***y swollen, ass throbbing, jaw aching, t**s tender from all the rough handling. But when Hale leaned down and brushed his lips against my ear, whispering, “You didn’t think we were finished, did you?” my exhausted body still managed to flood with fresh heat.
Ramirez chuckled, low
