"Because we're not done."
The words followed me into the darkness in the hallway, and filled the whole of my head.
I stood there for a moment outside the closed door, trying to process what he just said.
Tomorrow night. Come back. We're not done.
My p***y clenched at the thought, still sensitive and and still wanting more even after cuming twice.
I looked down at myself.
My bra was crooked with one strap falling off my shoulder, and I was naked from my waist down except for my ruined panties clutched in my fist.
My thighs were sticky with wetness and the dried stream of my orgasms, my lips was swollen from his kisses, my hair was messed up from his fisting.
I moved quietly and carefully, with my bare feet on the hardwood floor, and I was so careful with each step, trying not to mak
