My fingers dig into my wet hair. I shut my eyes, breathing hard and slow, unable to stop the sensations tingling between my legs. It’s followed by that throb that’s out to get me.
I can’t control anything. My hands tremble with fear.
Is this how easy he can get into my head? I should be beating myself up, but I’m indulging.
‘Because you enjoyed every bit of it.’ A voice whispers in my head.
Guilt steals my breath. I wrap things up quickly and rush out of the shower. But it’s the same thing while wearing my clothes.
The feel of having your n*****s sucked for the first time, while grinding so hard, you think you might pass out, you have to grab his hair so you don’t lose your mind.
And that moment when he put my back on the sofa, pressed his weight on me, positioned between my expo
