"Brixton... more..." she moaned against my lips, moving her hands down my chest.
"W-w-wait," I stammered, grabbing her hands, which freed her fu.cking skilled hips. The slit on her dress was ripped all the way up to her waist. The only thing separating us are her panties and my jeans. The jeans she was currently working her way to.
"Oh Brix..." Deidra moaned loudly, leaning into me again as her entire body shook.
Only, something was different this time.
"Did she just fu.cking cu.m?" Void asked, reminding me where the f***k we were.
"Oh, she just fu.cking came," Villain replied with a laugh. "That was fu.cking hot-"
"Shut up!" Deidra yelled at them as she wrapped her arms around my neck. "Can't you see I'm busy?"
Then her lips were on mine again. I heard them all trying not to laug
