Lucy’s pov

We dressed in near silence afterward.

My hands shook slightly as I pulled on clothes. The jeans felt too tight against my still-sensitive pussy. Every shift of the fabric reminded me how hard he had fucked me and how thoroughly I had come around his cock.

I winced when I dragged the tank top over my tits.

My nipples were still swollen and dark from his mouth. David watched me the entire time, expression unreadable except for the heat still banked in his eyes.

He looked calm on the surface but the way his gaze tracked every inch of skin as I covered it up said he was...