Chapter 33
Amber Whyte.
I was a shuddering mess.
Without being touched, I was wrecked. Owned. Used.
Just by the sound of his voice.
My breathing was shrill and jagged.
Every inch of my skin erupted with sparks.
I couldn't hide it anymore. I couldn't pretend I was fine. Because I wasn't.
I was going insane.
Every second that went by without his huge c**k stuffed in my cunt felt like madness.
I wanted him. Right here. Right now.
To drill my wet hole. To feed my hungry p***y. To empty his c*m in me.
I didn't care if he was watching me. I rubbed my thighs faster. Harder. With all my might, rocking it against the wall I leaned on.
My eyes were dark with carnal pleasures.
My throat was damp, ready to accommodate his huge size.
My butthole was moist, ready to be rammed
