Chapter Twenty
Ida
Every kiss Faye presses against my skin feels like a flick of her tongue against my c**t—even though I don’t know what that feels like yet. But the fact that I might very soon find out what it does actually feel like, has my body zinging with lust. I want Faye so much, I can barely stand it. I have suppressed this part of me for so long—maybe too long. Bestowing my attention on her was one thing, but having the tables turned on me, and having her lips approach my taut n*****s, already feels like too much.
It isn’t just what she’s giving me that I’m acutely aware of. It’s also what I have denied myself.
Faye’s tongue twirls along my n****e and I feel it everywhere. Her thigh is pressed against my c**t with only my flimsy panties for protection. And my c**t needs prote
