Me, Her And My Cousin
Damien’s hands were rough on my hip, his hot breath against my ear, a small growl escaped those perfect lips. “Ride me,” he commands. Like an addictive drug, my body trembled but obeyed, sliding down slowly inch by inch, until he was fully buried inside me, stretching my core. My fingers dug into his thighs, my lips parting with a choked moan.
“Ahh—hmm…”
A choked-out moan escaped. From the doorway, Luca watched, his eyes dark and hungry. Somehow his presence ignited something darker within me. My heart pounded hard and my skin flushed. I gasped, panting, as I sank lower onto Damien, swallowing every inch. But it wasn’t enough. I leaned back against Damien’s chest, my voice a trembling whisper:
“I want both of you.”
Luca stepped forward, answering the call.
The world blurred around me, the heat crashing into a frenzy. My fingers tangled in Luca’s hair, pulling him closer—even as I continued to ride Damien beneath me.
This was what my body craved. A dangerous dance of control, surrender, and forbidden desire.