Chapter Fifty Two
I tiptoe out of the bathroom like I have a secret to hide. I feel like a naughty little girl that just walked out of the kitchen after stealing a whole lot of cookies from the forbidden jar of cookies that my parents told me not to steal from. I do not know why that is the feeling that I am getting in particular in this situation, but damn, I do not know how else to feel after everything that just happened in that shower. The way his tongue was moving so expertly against my swollen, sensitive bundle of nerves, the way he did not stop till I was quivering and nearly dropping to the floor after my second o****m kept replaying in my mind.
The sensation was still fresh between my legs. I loved how sore it still felt and that is what intensified this feeling that I had to
