And not some gentle vibration either. No, this was more of a tremor or a quake. Yes, definitely a quake. One that would challenge the measuring limitations of the Richter Scale. She wasn’t sure her skin was going to contain the need that throbbed from the center of her body and radiated outward in seismic waves that had her knees shaking. Even after two of the most explosive orgasms she’d ever experienced, Kylie was ready for more. Unfortunately, they had a couple of issues that she didn’t see them being able to overcome. One being there wasn’t any furniture and as anxious as she was, Kylie wasn’t sure she wanted to test the comfort level of the floor. Since standing was no longer an option because her thigh muscles were beginning to ache as it was, she didn’t know how they’d overcome that one. And two, if she wasn’t just imagining it, then Gage and Travis managed to reduce the heat on the rapid boil. Things were simmering down, which wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. Sure, she wanted to tell them to throw caution to the wind, but the practical part of her brain was flashing bright red lights repeatedly and throwing down the guardrail that would ultimately protect her from getting in any deeper than she already was.
