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The beautiful view of Kyra only fed fuel to the fire He couldn’t tell what about her he found so enthralling, only that right now, he stared at perfection In fact, he couldn’t take his eyes off her So he definitely hadn’t felt in soh school sweetheart The same woman who dumped him on his ass when he told her he wanted to have a threesome

After a long, slow pull on his cock, Kyra released hiaze flicked from him to Smith as she jerked them off with fluid strokes of her hands “Two are definitely lint in her eye, she once again devoured Srunts followed

Brock ht have missed that mouth, if her hand wasn’t equally as talented Kitten was aup the sensual strokes on his cock as her head bobbed on Smith

Hearing the sounds of Smith’s pleasure next to hier over her shoulder, needing to touch her Craving beyond anything he would even dare to control, he yearned to feel the silkiness of her flawless flesh calling to him

When he trailed his finger against her silky skin, feeling perfection under his touch, she mistook it for an order and moved away from Smith He shook his head “Keep on Smith, Kitten” He hadn’t meant to distract her, but he’d been compelled to put his hand on her body

Brock couldn’t remember the last time he’d been so motivated to feel a woman more than to merely take pleasure in her It’d been years since he had anything he’d call a relationship, and he was perfectly content with that decision

He hadn’t met a woman he could not only trust wasn’t with him for his money, but also accepted his sexual preferences Yet, he experienced a draw to Kyra, a pull he couldn’t understand, and one forceful enough he wouldn’t run from it

The sounds of Shts, and he blinked into focus, watching Kyra release Smith’s cock She turned her head and devoured Brock’s dick Her tongue wrapped underneath, her lips slid over his shaft, and he threw his head back with a long groan

When she ue around his cockhead, he looked to her, noticing Sh wos a step further And well, he also experienced S he’d ever seen

While he iving him a cute quizzical look Brock winked before he approached the leather chair near the coffee table as Srabbed his pants off the floor and took out his wallet

Brock s his overhe

ated skin With his gaze zeroed in on Kyra, he crooked a finger “Come to me, kitten”

A sexy smile curved her mouth as she crawled toward him For a woman who adaht play that went along with the lifestyle Brock suspected if he pointed out she had crawled to hih her mindset was more on sexual exploration

Kyra had crawled because she knew it’d be sexy

She was right—it made him burn