Ruth’s POV
Daniel pushes back inside me, and my p***y swallows his c**k like it’s been starving.
My back hits the mattress and his hips snap forward. The moan that leaves my mouth is loud enough that Cole clamps his hand over my lips from beside the bed.
“Careful, gorgeous,” Cole says, grinning down at me while Daniel f***s me into the mattress. “Your sister’s a light sleeper when she’s hungover.”
I should care, but Daniel’s c**k is hitting a spot that’s turning my brain to static, and caring about anything other than the next thrust is physically impossible.
He hooks my legs over his shoulders and folds me in half and drives deeper. My eyes roll so far back I see the inside of my own skull.
Cole moves to my head and feeds me his c**k across the pillow, and I take him because my mout
