{Rylee’s P.O.V.}
I could not believe the nerve of Wyatt. Just because he was horny and miserable, he didn’t have to go and do the same to me. I don’t even know what came over me, but all those GIFs he sent over had me doing things we only did behind closed doors together. I was a guest at another pack, and here I was in the bathtub of the guest room with my finger inside of the most sacred spot, giving myself pleasure.
I pictured Wyatt and his hands caressing my body, setting ablaze the undeniable pleasure that only his hands were capable of. It was pure bliss. A soft moan escaped my lips as I pretended his amazing c**k was inside of me, hitting all of the right places. It wasn’t long before I found the perfect spot that made my eyes roll to the back o
