The sight of Bex’s release, the feel of Mark inside me, the fire burning through every nerve in my body — it all blurred together, and I was lost in it. Jack’s pace quickened, his hands gripping me tighter as he pushed deeper, harder, his breath coming in uneven gasps as we moved together. Sex “They do.”
Bex pressed closer, her body warm against mine, and I could feel the heat of her skin even through the fabric of her dress. I wanted that same release — I needed it. As Mark’s thrusts increased in pace, so did mine. This one was darker, hungrier. I nodded, unable to tear my eyes away from the scene outside. “Mark,” I breathed, my voice pleading now as I ground my hips against him, my body desperate for more. The way her body trembled, arching against Jack, the raw, unfiltered pleasure on her face — it sent a shockwave straight through me. And then it hit. It’s all just fun, right?”
Jack’s gaze dipped, just for a second, to my lips, and I felt that thrill run through me. A little variety.”
Jack’s smile faltered for just a second, and I saw that flicker of awareness, of understanding.
