MICHELA;
I ran upstairs, panting hard, my body still aching with need, my lips tingling from the memory of his hungry kiss.
Gosh, I was dripping wet between my thighs. This was finally happening. I shut my eyes tight and pressed my thighs together, but all I could see was Miles’ dark, hungry eyes staring at me like I was the only thing he wanted in the world.
My skin still burned where his fingers had dug into my hips and ass. My p***y kept clenching and unclenching on nothing, my swollen c**t throbbing so hard it almost hurt.
I hated that Uncle Max had interrupted us downstairs, but part of me was also relieved. How was I supposed to tell Daddy this was my first time? After all the teasing I had done for months, it would sound so silly.
I had been acting so bold, so experienced. W
