Nora frowned slightly, a flicker of irritation crossing her face as she watched Claire speak with such authority.
'Who are you to put up such a front…' she thought, her brow twitching, 'acting like you aren't fucking Damien?!
The words burned quietly inside her, heavy and sharp, but she didn't say them aloud.
A strange mixture of feelings welled in her chest—annoyance, confusion, and something she refused to name.
Strangely enough, it was envy.
She actually felt jealous of the fact that Claire was the only one between them who had tasted the pleasure of Damien's huge dick.
She had spent all night imagining it ever since then, making her realise just how much pleasure Claire would hand felt getting pounded by him all night.
If only she knew Damien also fucked Claire in the kitchen while she was cooking the food she just finished eating, who knew how she would feel then?
