The dim glow of candles flickered across the master bedroom, casting long shadows over the king-sized bed draped in black silk sheets. Emma stood at the foot of the bed, her lithe body wrapped in a sheer red corset that hugged her full breasts and cinched her waist, leaving her shaved pussy exposed beneath the garters. Her dark hair cascaded in waves down her back, and her green eyes sparkled with a mix of excitement and command. Michael lounged against the headboard, shirtless, his muscular chest rising and falling steadily, jeans already tented by his thickening cock. Riley knelt between them on the floor, naked except for the leather collar around her neck, her pale skin flushed, blonde hair tied back in a ponytail. She'd been their friend for years, but tonight marked the shift—her eager agreement to submit to their desires after months of flirtatious hints.
