I dropped to my knees on the soft rug in Damian's bedroom, the cool air making my naked skin tingle all over.
My heart pounded like a drum in my chest, so loud I was sure they could both hear it. Elena sat in that big leather armchair by the window, her legs crossed slow and easy, like she was watching a movie. Her eyes raked over me, up my bare legs, over my wet p***y, and up to my hard n*****s that stuck out like they were begging. She smiled, small and mean, her hand resting on her thigh, her fingers tapping lightly.
Damian stood there, his c**k hard and thick and already pointing right at me. The head was shiny with pre-c*m, the vein along the side pulsing. He looked at me with those dark eyes, full of hunger, but he didn't move.
Elena's voice came out smooth. "Take him in your mo
