Villain Ch 1914. That's Cheating!
Warmth. Slick. Heat.
Someone—not shy—dragged herself along his lap, slow and deliberate.
Her folds pressed against the full length of him. Not taking. Not thrusting. Just… sliding. Coating him. Marking him.
Allen gasped, jaw tightening.
"Hey—" he hissed. "That's cheating."
"No," Vivian's voice came near his ear, sultry and smug. "This is the next level."
He tried to lift his head. A mistake.
Hands—multiple—pressed down on his shoulders, his arms, pinning him right back into the couch.
"You said we should take you down," Jane purred somewhere behind his shoulder. "So we're making sure you stay down."
Another shift. Another slow, wet drag of heat along his cock. He clenched his jaw. He couldn't see. Couldn't guess by sight. Only sound. Pressure. Rhythm.
And all of them were getting bolder.
He didn't just feel movement.
He felt intention.
