Jules' pov
He smeared his dripping fingers against my parted lips, and then he groaned before licking into my mouth.
"I could do this forever." He murmured against my slackened lips before pulling away and rolling out of the bed. I stared into the roof and tried to regulate my racing heart. My legs didn't seem like it would stop trembling and I already felt fucked out— without getting fucked yet.
Movements at the side of my eyes caught my eyes and I turned my head around to watch Blaze slowly unbutton his shirt and finally shrug out of it. My stomach clenched up as I watched him and I squeezed my legs together, a movement which made him laugh and shake his head.
"I've really turned you into a slut." He informed me as he got out of his pants. I wanted to deny it but I knew he was right.
I really am a slut at this point
