SCARLETT ROSE
Dreaming about my past is the worst thing that could happen to me. I hate remembering everything that happened.
But with Kieran, I feel different. He has the gift of making me forget everything around me, and I confess, I like that.
I keep my eyes closed, sighing and moaning at the same time as I feel Kieran's fingers against my p***y.
I feel wetter against his hand, which continues massaging the most sensitive part of my body. I've never felt so light with anyone else.
He keeps whispering dirty words in my ear, and I can feel his breath against my face.
I grip his arm tighter as I feel some of his fingers threatening to enter me. He forces his way in, and my body shivers as he starts to f**k me with his fingers.
My God.
“Kieran...”, I whisper, opening my eyes and tur
