"Scarlet’s POV"
I couldn’t take it anymore.
After leaving Louis in the kitchen, my body was on fire. My p***y throbbed with an ache I couldn’t ignore. I had spent nearly an hour in bed with my legs spread wide, desperately f*****g myself with three fingers while moaning his name into the pillow.
“Louis… oh god, Louis…” But no matter how deep I thrust or how fast I rubbed my swollen c**t, it wasn’t enough.
......
I needed him. I needed the man my mother had married.
.........
Quietly, I slipped out of bed, heart hammering. I wore only an oversized t-shirt with nothing underneath. My hard n*****s poked obviously against the thin fabric, and slick arousal was already trickling down my thighs as I crept downstairs.
The living room light was still on.
Louis sat on the couch, legs spre
