Chapter 8: Filthy Sensation 

Chapter 8: Filthy Sensation 

I whimpered, too close to coming to stop, my fingers thrusting faster, clit swollen and sensitive under my thumb, the heat coiling tight in my belly. 

"I—I couldn't wait," I gasped, eyes locked on him as he stalked closer, his sweatpants tented with that thick bulge I’d been fantasizing about, growing harder right in front of me. 

He grabbed my wrist, yanking my hand out of my pussy with a wet pop, my juices stringing between my fingers, and he brought them to his mouth, sucking them clean one by one, his tongue swirling around each digit like he was savoring the taste of my arousal, groaning deep in his...

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