Sloane’s POV

Nora was going to kill me with the way her cute little fingers worked to pleasure me. I bet she wanted me completely destabilized and absolutely wrecked by the end of the day.

I lay back on the large bed, my legs spread wide as Nora crawled between them like a hungry little whore. Her eyes were filled with lust, her lips swollen from all the use they had already gotten tonight, and her mouth was watering to desperately taste my pussy. She looked so fucking beautiful like this: desperate, obedient, and dripping with need.

“Come here, baby,” I whispered, my voice thick. “Let’s make a little deal.”...