PERRY’S POV

Donna’s full lips devoured the lady’s tongues tangling, wet and slow, their breaths mingling in soft, needy gasps.

I had barely known her name—heck I did not even care to know her name but I would call her red.

The sound of them kissing turned me on so bad that my dick started straining my pants.

I leaned against the wall, arms crossed, a wicked grin spreading—This was my kingdom, and they were mine to rule.

“Hotter,” I growled, my voice a low blade cutting through ...