Beth POV
The words ‘tomorrow you will dine with me before I dine on you’ keep rolling around my head as I contemplate the masked man from the car. This note must be from him. My mind wanders as questions enter my head. Does he take his mask off to eat? Will he take his mask off as he eats me? Why does he wear a mask?
I am full of nervous trepidation and excitement at the thought of what tomorrow will bring as I stare at the note still held in my hand. My body was reacting to my thoughts, my breathing becoming laboured, my core heating up in anticipation. The thought of a pending s****l encounter, along with the memories of previous ones made my fluids flow and my core ache with need.
I clench my thighs together as my fingers stroke my damp folds through the crotchless knickers. The ecst
