Can't escape desire

The sounds of skin slapping against skin filled the room, the wet noises of the strap-on sliding in and out of Bella's tight hole echoing off the walls. Gianna watched with fascination, her own hand still buried between her legs. She didn't know if she should be aroused or disgusted, but she couldn't deny the way her body responded to the scene before her.

But amidst pleasure and pain, there was something else. Something that didn't quite fit the script that Enzo had laid out. A faint sound of someone's breath, too quiet to be one of the participants, too deliberate