Natalia climbed into my lap, her eyes never leaving mine. The frost at her fingertips sent shivers across my chest, a deliberate contrast to the heat radiating between her legs.
"My turn," she purred, her voice dropping an octave. "And I'm not nearly as gentle as Skylar."
I laughed, genuine amusement bubbling up from somewhere deep. "That what you call gentle? Bubblegum almost broke my dick off."
Skylar flipped me off from her position against the wall, but I caught the smile she tried to hide.
Natalia leaned forward until her lips brushed against my ear. Her breath came hot against my skin while her fingers remained icy cold on my chest. "I'm going to ride you until you forget everyone else in this room."
"Big talk from someone who's about to get pinned to this mattress." I grabbed her wrists, flipping our positions in one smooth motion. Her back hit the bed with a soft thud, purple hair splaying across the sheets like spilled wine.
