but Jameson growls a harsh Niet in my ear. I shudder at his command and instead whimper, his hand pushing my face back to his. Tristan presses kisses to the tops of my thighs, fingers gently smoothing across the fronts to the soft inner skin. Jameson’s tongue slips between my lips at the same time he pinches my nipple, hard. I cry out as it sends electric shocks of pleasure down into my belly and pussy. The steady throb between my legs aches as more wetness seeps out.
