The room reeked of sex, heavy and musky, the air warm and sticky against sweat-slick skin. Sophie slowly lifted herself off Noah's cock, now glossy and twitching from her ride. A silvery trail of his arousal clung to her inner thigh as she eased down beside him, flushed and glowing, lips curling into a satisfied smile.
She nestled into his side, nuzzling his neck. "Mmm," she murmured, breath hot against his skin. "You're not tapped out, are you?"
Noah's only response was a deep groan and the subtle twitch of his still-hard cock, slick and gleaming with her essence.
Sophie smirked. "Didn't think so."
Kira and Zara were already slinking closer like lionesses on the prowl, eyes burning with hunger. Noah lay there, catching his breath, only for Kira to swing a leg over him and drop her hips into a poised reverse cowgirl.
