"Most of all, I hate you because I think of you. Often. It's disgusting, and I can't stop.”
― Holly Black
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(Vera)
He bunched my clothes together in his hand as I growled at him to put it down... he only gave me a salacious smile that was doing all kinds of things to my p*ssy.
I had never thought you could come when someone was just looking at you, but apparently, you could get close. So close. The water was slightly cold, but my body was made of fire. The way the waves softly sloshed over, teasingly... it felt like a lover's caress, but I would rather have the stupid prince's hands on my body. All over my body. Caressing. Hard.
I knew I was making this harder for myself, but his eyes were giving me all kinds of crazy ideas.
Could I get away with touching myself, as he stared
