I locked eyes with Jennifer, nodding once, sharp, a silent promise—or surrender—before turning away and stepping into the room.
The moment the door clicked shut behind me, Emily was on me, her body pressing against mine, her lips crashing into mine with a ferocity that stole my breath. Her teeth sank into my bottom lip, hard enough to draw blood, her tongue sweeping in to claim me, her hands clawing at my shirt, tearing at the fabric like she couldn't stand the barrier between us.
"Tonight, I won't let you go," she growled against my mouth, her voice husky, desperate, her breath hot and ragged. A thrill shot through me, my cock hardening instantly as her tits pressed against my chest, soft and heavy, her nipples already hard through the thin fabric of her top.
Fuck. She was on fire, burning for me, and I could feel the heat of her lust searing through my clothes, melting every last shred of my control.
