Callie's POV
For a split second, I couldn’t even move or breathe. All I felt was shock. And the sickening certainty that this time, I had been caught.
My eyes flew open, my heart was pounding like a drum in my chest, and every muscle tensed in terror. Jenna? Mara? The door had burst open without a knock, and I was sprawled there, my skirt hiked up, and my fingers were buried deep in my p***y, on the brink of shattering apart.
But it wasn't them. Dominic stepped inside, his broad frame filling the doorway, and the moment his gaze locked on me, my legs splayed, hand working frantically between my thighs, his eyes darkened, with his pupils dilating with raw hunger.
I should have stopped. Pulled my skirt down, stammered some excuse. But something twisted inside me, a reckless spark ignit
