Chapter 2: The Pool House

My body was burning from the inside out. My pussy kept clenching around nothing, still soaked from dinner when Marcus had looked at me like he wanted to devour me whole. Every time I closed my eyes, I heard his low, rough voice in my head:

“You’re not wearing a bra, little girl.”

“Be careful tonight, princess.”

The words kept replaying, making me wetter. My clit was throbbing so badly it hurt. I had already touched myself twice in bed, but it wasn’t enough. My fingers felt pathetic compared to what I imagined his thick cock would feel like stretching me open.

At 1:37 a.m.,...