“I’m going to come any second,” Carter admitted in a rough voice while my head swam, my hands shaking where I gripped Heath’s hips. “You?” “Yeah,” Heath agreed. “On three?” He said it jokingly, laughter shaking his voice, but Carter grunted and grabbed my hips harder. “Three.” He thrust hard, Heath matching the movement. They weren’t actually serious, though. “Two.” Thrust. “One.” Holy fuck.
HELLO????
