My breath came in short, uneven bursts. Jade’s fingers dug into my thighs as she trembled against me, her release fading, sweat slick on our skin.
Our bodies were still joined, soaked and open.
The room was thick with s*x and everything we were not supposed to be.
Alex did not move or speak.
His jaw clenched once as his eyes roamed over my flushed cheeks, my parted lips, the curve of my breast rising and falling beneath Jade’s palm. Then his gaze dropped to where our p*****s met. His expression shuttered and unreadable.
I thought maybe he would shout. Maybe he would storm out.
But he did not. He just stood there, staring. At me. At us.
He was stunned and shocked and already hard. The bulge in his pants made that obvious.
I watched the rise and fall of his chest, the tension in hi
