CHAPTER 5 — THE LAST NIGHT

The power came back on the next evening, but the snow didn’t stop.

We spent the whole day avoiding each other in front of the family, stealing glances, brushing hands “accidentally,” pretending we still hated each other. But every time Caleb looked at me, my pussy throbbed with memory. Every time I moved, I felt the soreness between my legs and the ghost of his cum.

After dinner, the family decided to watch another movie. I tried to sit far away again, but Caleb somehow ended up beside me once more, under the same big blanket.

This time, he didn’t wait.

His hand slid...