Chapter 3
I swallowed so hard my throat clicked, squeezing my thighs together on instinct, trying to trap the ache.
His touch burned through my shorts, electric, making my c**t swell and pulse.
Tyler leaned in from the other side, his hot breath fanning my neck, lips brushing the shell of my ear.
“Bet you have. Bet you’ve f****d yourself with your fingers thinking about it, imagining one of us in your mouth while the other rails you from behind. Tell us the truth, sis. What gets that tight little p***y dripping?”
My mind was spinning, flooded with images, Jake’s thick c**k sliding past my lips, Tyler’s hands bruising my hips while he pounded me raw, both of them groaning my name while I came apart.
“I… yeah, sometimes,” I whispered, my voice shaking, barely audible over the video
