Edeline
I watched in the mirror, horrified and fascinated, as my own expression shifted from fear to raw, unadulterated lust. My head tilted back, my lips parting. A soft moan escaped me—a sound so primal and needy that it made me want to scream in shame. It was absolutely pathetic. I hated him. I loathed everything about him. And yet, as he pinched the swollen nub of my c**t, my hips instinctively bucked against his hand.
I felt the sudden, hot gush of my own juices leaking out, soaking the red lace and coating his fingers. I was dripping for him. I bit my bottom lip, hard, feeling the metallic tang of blood as I fought to keep my voice quiet but it was proving impossible. Auric chuckled, the sound dark and satisfied. He kept playing with me, flicking my sensitive nub, rubbing it in cir
