Cierra's POV
He laid me down on the couch, his hands trailing down to my panties. I adjusted so he can penetrate easily as he slowly caressed my breast.
He sucked in slow motion, moving his fingers down to my panties, revealing how wet I was.
I moaned slightly as he began rubbing my c**t, slowly..while sucking my n*****s.
His hand was still on my c**t, playing and teasing in a way that made me gasp for breath...as he inserted his fingers inside my p***y, making me moan out..he went in and out...slow, absent-minded, like he had forgotten the weight of the night entirely.
The touch wasn’t hurried, wasn’t desperate. It was careless. And that was what snapped something inside me.
I shoved him off, hard.
“What the f**k are we doing?” I hissed, my voice coming out sharper than I intende
