GRAY’s POV

“Now, babe, put on a show for me,” I ordered Hariette as I pulled him up from the couch and pushed her towards Diego, who was grinning wide, sitting on the single couch.

“What show?” Hariette asked, confused, but when she turned to look at Diego, she finally got it. Such a good girl for a slut she was.

I smiled as I watched her kneel in front of Diego, unbuttoning his pants and yanking them down together with his boxers.

Diego thrust his head back ...