Jude thrust up into her, harder now, more insistent. Emma's cries echoed off the glowing walls, her nails raking down his chest. When her climax came, she bit her lip, her body convulsing, and he held her as she trembled in his arms.
Then Natalie took her place, already wet and ready, guiding him back inside with practiced ease. She leaned forward and kissed him as she rode, one hand in his hair, the other between her own legs, flicking and rubbing as his thick shaft pounded into her.
Lucy, Zoey, and Rose crowded close, kissing each other and Jude, their hands everywhere - stroking his thighs, his chest, Natalie's breasts. Natalie came hard and fast, crying out his name, her body slumping into Rose's arms as Jude finally let himself fall back, breathless, aching, still unsatisfied.
They weren't done.
Not until each of them had taken him. Claimed him. Shared themselves.