The maid didnāt flinch.
She looked up like a predator caught mid-kill, mouth slick with Seraās slick, fingers still inside her. Her eyes found Diego first..cold, sharp, unbothered. Then Evans.
She didnāt move.
Sera couldnāt breathe.
She clung to the edge of the bath, cunt still pulsing around the maidās knuckles, her skin burning with leftover orgasm. Her heart pounded in her throat. Her legs wouldnāt close.
The water rippled between them, scented thick with s*x, with heat, with the shame of being seen like this..gutted and gaping, exposed.
āI said get your f*****g mouth off her!ā Diego barked again, stepping forward like he was about to drag the maid out by her hair.
Evans didnāt move.
His jaw clenched. His hands were fists. His nostrils flared with each breath. But his eyes..
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