The night was silent. Most of the people in the house had fallen asleep.
Truthfully, Luke should have been hugging his mate and sleeping as well.
However, right now he had his hand between the legs of another woman while she massaged his meat stick.
"Zzz..." Monica slept soundly while her friend's fingers slipped slowly under the waistband of her mate's pants.
Her warm palm wrapped around his thick, hardening cock, skin against hot skin. She gave it a slow, teasing squeeze, feeling it pulse and swell in her grip.
"Mmm..." she breathed softly, her voice barely a whisper in the dark.
Luke could barely suppress a groan at the touch. The woman was unfairly bold at times.
Her hand moved with deliberate care, stroking up and down his length.
Her fingertips traced every ridge and vein, exploring the heavy texture of his shaft as it throbbed hotter under her touch.
