~ Harlan’s POV ~
“Fúck,”
I can’t help but cuss. I see her squirting her sweet juices all over my hand and I’m filled with pride and lust. Pride because it’s my hand that got her there. And lust because, well, fúck, just look at her.
“Isn’t she gorgeous?” Logan says as if he can read my mind. He’s staring at her with the same dark gaze as I am.
“She’s fúcking phenomenal,” I reply.
“And we haven’t even started,” Logan stifles a laugh.
Savannah is panting breathlessly and her cheeks are glowing pink. Pulling her legs over my knees, I proceed to work on her heels. She lets out a satisfied sigh as the heels are off of her feet and I start massaging her foot.
“Oh my God…” she says breathlessly.
“God’s not here, princess,” Logan responds. He lays her down flat on that couch and leans ov
