Pouting at Claire, she did her best to pretend it had been torturous. However, the sounds that had come from her gave her away. “I guess it wasn’t that bad,” she mumbled playfully.
Julia found herself not really listening to Claire as she spoke. Her hands had moved to Claire’s head and back and she lightly stoked her hair. She gently ran her fingertips over the silky strands and relished the feel of them.
Unsure what to do, Tracey looked at Sara and at Claire. Claire was a little too distracted to even meet her gaze. Deciding it was best to play along, Tracey took the dropper. Putting it in her mouth, she ran her lips over it in a sultry fashion. However, she got very little of the potion before she withdrew it.
Tracey had to fight a groan. This could be innocent, sort of, if Sara behaved herself. Of course, there was no guarantee of that. “All right,” Tracey replied, though she was already starting to relax from the hint of the potion.
“Roll first,” Jules told Claire in a husky tone as she started at her hungrily.