Lovie’s pov
“Oh god please do not let them look up yet,” I whispered, barely moving a muscle while clinging naked to the ceiling fan blades in the dark.
My arms burned from holding my weight and my thighs pressed tight together trying to stop the slick heat still leaking from my p***y after everything.
The two intruders kept rummaging below me muttering about my stuff and what they planned to do once they caught me.
Their voices sent chills racing down my bare back but also made my n*****s tighten harder in the cool air.
I hated how my body reacted with that unwanted throb between my legs mixing fear with something filthy.
Suddenly the lights flickered on. Nepa had restored the electricity with no warning.
The ceiling fan jerked to life beneath me spinning slowly at first then
