Kiara
Jax, Leo, and Manas were still catching their breath when Bruno’s phone buzzed on the table. He pulled himself away from my mouth with a wet sound. His c**k was still hard and glistening with my saliva. Sebastian’s c**k was still buried deep inside me.
“f**k,” he muttered, wiping his c**k with his handkerchief. “That was not just a message… it was a damn emergency.”
Manas groaned as he pulled out of me. His c**k glistened with my juices. “What kind of emergency, and what do we do?”
Bruno’s eyes darkened as he read the text. “We’ve got a private client who needs a very explicit photoshoot… something… personal.” He glanced at me, then at the others, a slow smirk curling his lips.
Sebastian’s c**k twitched inside me—yes, he had not stopped f*****g me, and I didn’t want him to eithe
