Heena's legs trembled with every step as she followed Alex into the master bedroom. Her heart hammered so hard she could feel it pulsing in her throat.
This was finally happening.
After all the teasing, the wine, the filthy show she'd put on for Lydia… Alex was taking her alone.
Excitement twisted sharply with genuine fear.
That monster between his legs had already wrecked her mouth tonight. Her jaw still ached from how brutally it had stretched her.
How was she supposed to take all of him by herself? The thought made her thighs clench and her stomach flutter with nervous heat.
She glanced back over her shoulder. Lydia still stood frozen near the service cart, eyes wide and hungry, watching them disappear.
Their gazes met for a brief second. Heena gave her a slow, wicked smile... equal parts triumph and invitation.
'You were fun to play with,' she thought, 'but tonight… he's mine.'
The heavy bedroom door clicked shut behind them with a soft, final sound.
