My body felt like it was on fire—every nerve lit up, trembling from the last orgasm that had left me shaking between them. The couch cushions stuck to my sweaty skin, the fabric rough and warm under my knees as I stayed straddled over Elliot, his cock still buried deep in my pussy, pulsing with every shallow breath he took. Damien pressed close behind me, his length thick in my ass, the stretch a constant, aching fullness that made my thighs quiver. Sweat dripped down my back, mixing with the lube and come from earlier, cooling in sticky trails that ran between us. The room smelled like us now—sharp salt,...