~ Harlan’s POV ~
“f**k,”
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, f**k, 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
