SARAH
Maybe it’s the warmth from their bodies, or the fact that I’ve missed being touched by them so much. But here and now, in this moment with them, I want nothing more than to be utterly ruined.
Blame it on all the heartwarming confessions we just had, because I know I do. They’ve let me in, let me see them; both darkness and light.
I want all of it.
Plus, my p***y is still needy from the episode in the bathroom of their restaurant. Ronan’s finger inside me was salvation from my darling rubber toys.
I don’t want fingers anymore. I want—need their c***s.
Slowly, my right hand reaches for Jaxon’s cheek, letting my thumb trail across his freshly shaved face. His jaw carries that almost smooth grit that makes me linger as I tilt his face to mine.
Warm brown eyes drop to my lip
