Cavern kept his voice low and rough. “You’re still thinking about it, aren’t you? Thinking about how my foot felt rubbing slow circles on that pretty clit. Or maybe you’re thinking about my cock. How thick it felt stretching your tight cunt open last night. How deep I fucked you. How I pumped you full until my cum was leaking out and running down your thighs all night long.”

My breath caught. I could almost feel it again—the stretch, the heat filling me, the way he had growled in my ear. My clit throbbed hard against the damp thong, and more wetness slipped out, making the fabric cling even tighter....