I Tried to Touch Myself Thinking of My Brother-in-Law

That night in my apartment I can’t take it anymore.

Ethan is out with friends again. He texted me “Sleep well, princess” like I’m five years old.

I strip naked and lie on my bed, legs spread. My fingers slide down to my soaked pussy. I’m dripping just from remembering Liam’s words.

I circle my clit, imagining it’s his tongue. I push two fingers inside, pretending they’re his thick cock.

It feels good for a moment… but it’s not enough. My fingers are too small, too gentle. I can’t reach that spot I know Liam would destroy.

I rub faster, moaning...