RYAT
I toss her onto the bed, lying on her back. She cries out when she lands on her restrained wrists. I yank my mask off and drop it to the floor, then I remove her heels before pulling her jeans down her legs.
“Yes.” She moans, arching her back.
I remove her underwear as well and place them in my pocket. She won’t be getting those back. Crawling onto the bed, I spread her legs while running my hands up her thighs. They shake, and she’s panting. I imagine her like this with Matt, and my fingers dig into her skin. I hope the bastard saw me following her off the dance floor.
Whimpering, she gets my attention, and I let up on her. Spreading her legs wider, I lean down and look over her p***y. It’s clean-shaven and glistening already, making my mouth start to water instantly. Running my
