Chapter 4

Mia’s POV

“Truth,” I said again, my voice a little shaky but excited as I sat there without my jacket, blouse clinging to my skin from the heat building in the room.

My nipples stayed hard and obvious, rubbing against the fabric every time I breathed deeper. Alex’s hand lingered on my lower back, warm and possessive, while Marcus and Tyler watched with those hungry stares that made my pussy throb steadily.

Marcus leaned in first. “Truth then. How wet is your married cunt right now from all this dirty talk and that massage?”

I swallowed hard, feeling a fresh rush of slickness between my thighs. “Pretty fucking...