Chapter 3
“You guys are sick, I’m hard as f**k. My turn to dare,” Luca said.
I turned my head toward him with Lucian’s mouth still wet on my tit and Logan’s fingers still pressed to my hole, not in yet. Luca did not look like the man who kept telling me to sit down and stop.
His jaw was tight and his eyes were on my mouth and the front of his pants was shoved out ugly and obvious, a thick line trapped behind the zipper like he had been standing there getting hard the whole time he was pretending to be the decent one.
“Come here and suck my c**k,” Luca said.
The words sat in my head wrong. I thought he was the one saying we should not do this.
I thought he was the one who was going to pull me off Lucian’s lap and tell Logan to get his hand out from under my skirt.
Now he was stand
