CHAPTER 36
For a few seconds, she stood still, trying to make her brain interpret what was right in front of her. Even the rage in her body had disappeared, in its place leaving the unimaginable amount of stinging soreness. Brenda’s dress was half-open, leaving her braless breasts pushing against Byron’s chest but that was not what took her attention. It was the fact that Byron’s pants were down, all the way to the spot just above his knees, his hard c**k straining against his boxers with Brenda’s fingers massaging it skillfully. Byron’s eyes were closed, clearly enjoying the entire ordeal but as soon as he heard Juliet walking in the room, his eyes flew open.
“Juliet,” he muttered pushing away Brenda, panic written all over his face. Fuck1 he was toasted for sure this time.
“What
