I turn around, wrapping my hands around his neck. “You think you can’t make me feel good, angel? You worried I’ll fake my orgasm? Chant your name while I’m dreaming of his ribbed dick?” Behind me, Caleb laughs, his hands brushing over my bare shoulders. Jake scowls at us both. “No.” But his eyes give him away. Yes. I purse my lips, trying hard not to smile. “Tell you what, angel,” I say, flashing Caleb a heated look over my shoulder. “Caleb is going to stand back with his fancy dick in his hand and watch us. Show him how good you make me feel.” I run my hands down his chest to the top of his
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