Chapter 54 Three Can Play It

• Reeves found himself standing there in the doorway, outlined by the brightness that streamed from the hallway into the darkened bedroom. He did not make a move to enter, however, content to stand there for just a moment and drink in the chaos of Quin’s body writhing beneath Dex's hands and the way Quin's thighs glistened with sweat. He looked at Dex’s tight grip on Quin’s hip bone and the swollen, raw redness of her cunt, dripping with cum.
• His lips formed a slow smile, curling upward in such a manner as to give Quin an unpleasant twist in her gut, not because she feared him but due to a surprising surge of excitement that seemed to spring from nowhere. He leaned his shoulder back against the frame of the door, his arms crossed, completely comfortable in the sight before him.
• “Well, well,” Reeves whispered in a low, lusty tone. “It looks like I’ve caught you in the act of doing something… interesting.”