He moves his hand down, sliding my pants aside, and finds my clit with his fingers. I shudder, arching my back as he continues to press deeper.

He adds another finger, fucking me with it, but it doesn’t come close to satisfying the longing that’s consumed me. No amount of self-control can hold back the desire that surges through me.

His fingers alone can’t quench my thirst. All I want is his dick inside me, filling me, while my clit clench around him.

He slams into me with all the raw power I remember from our first night together, igniting a fire deep in me.

That night is etched in...