Matt POV.
"Do you need a hand, Cupcake?" I asked her playfully, my trademark smirk in place, and just as I anticipated, she froze, her large blue eyes filled with terror.
"W-w-what..." she stammered, unable to form a coherent sentence. Two fingers were still inside her.
I folded my arms across my chest and raised my eyebrows at her. My smile broadened as she realized this wasn't a dream. Her eyes nearly popped out of their sockets and she was shaking, but not from pleasure anymore.
"I asked you a question," I teased her as she slowly withdrew her fingers, slick with her arousal, and she clamped her thighs shut, still lying on the bed.
For a split second, I was worried she'd faint. But, nothing of the sort happened, and to my delight, she actually managed to respond.
"You shouldn't be
