~Pearl

Oh, fuck.

This was wrong. So, so wrong.

I needed to stop. I shouldn’t be touching myself right now, especially not with Paulo bound to burst through that door at any moment.

Yet here I was fingering myself like a dirty little slut.

My heart raced, and I bit my lip, trying to hold back a moan. What if he caught me?

What would he think of me? I knew I should stop, but the more I thought about him walking in and seeing me like this, the more aroused I became.

The door swung open suddenly, and I jumped, startled by his swift reappearance.

I ripped my hand...