Mr. Vance’s eyes got darker, almost black with desire, and a low growl escaped his throat as he reached out, hooking his fingers into the side strap of my thong and yanking it hard sideways.

  

  

    The material tore with a loud rip, exposing my bare pussy completely, the sudden rush of cool air against my wet folds making me gasp out loud, my clit throbbing already.

  

  

    “Look at that, you’re already so fucking wet and dripping for me like a needy slut,” he said, his voice rough and thick with lust, and without any more warning, he shoved two thick fingers straight between my thighs, pushing them deep into my...