Chapter 185: making it hard to say no
Kael’s breath hitched, his resolve wavering, voice half-protesting. "Guys, seriously, It’s not a good idea, why don’t we do it after you return," he muttered, but his body betrayed him, leaning into Rhea’s touch, hazel eyes darkening, the air warming, Freya’s platinum cyan hair brushing his arm, Rhea’s crimson hair tickling his shoulder.
Freya unzipped his jeans, freeing his cock, hard despite his protests, fingers stroking slow, lips trailing his chest, tongue flicking his nipple, his groan low, table creaking, bodysuit’s sheen catching light, blue eyes glinting, breath hot.
"Fuck, you’re making it hard to say no," Kael rasped, his hands gripping the table, wood groaning, hips twitching.
Rhea’s lips found his, tongue tangling, bodysuit pulsing, hands gripping his hips, crimson hair spilling, amber eyes half-lidded.
"Just let go, Kael," she whispered, her voice a tease, her bodysuit-clad pussy now grinding his thigh, moans soft, nails digging his shoulders, table shaking, their heat shattering the quiet.
Freya dropped to her knees between his legs, eyes smoldering as her fingers wrapped around the base of his cock.
She took him in deep with no hesitation—lips parting, tongue gliding, her throat flexing as she swallowed around him.
The wet suction echoed in the room, lewd and unrelenting.
Her eyes stayed fixed on his, electric blue and unwavering, while her head bobbed with slow, practiced rhythm.
His groans grew harsher, fingers digging into the table as it creaked under his tightening grip.
Each swirl of her tongue made his hips twitch.