She was doing a damn good job then even with that man as a distraction. Addiction bucked against her, tightening around her fingers suddenly, gasping as she arched back and came, fluttering with pleasure through her as she did so. She cried out to the ceiling, feeling hot all over.

Wylie watched the red woman writhe, never stopping what he was doing with his fingers, but simply watching. It was hard not to, with both of them so responsive. This was obviously a good idea.