The next evening, I stood frozen in front of Ethan’s apartment door, my heart was racing. I couldn’t believe I was actually here, my p***y throbbed just from remembering how his fingers had destroyed me last night.
Before I could knock, the door opened. Ethan stood there with a grin on his face and behind him were three guys on the couch, staring at me like they’d been waiting.
“Good girl,” Ethan said, pulling me inside. “This is Lizzie… the little slut who was playing with herself while watching a gangbang.”
My face burned. “Ethan—”
“Shut up.” His voice was sharp.
Then, he introduced them to me, their names were Chris, Jay and Marcus.
Jay jumped up first. He yanked my shirt off so fast the fabric almost tore. Marcus unclipped my bra and my t**s fell out, his big hands grabbing them
