Kelsey’s POV

I had two fingers deep inside me, curling, when my phone buzzed. A low groan.

Nora’s name lit up the screen. I almost didn’t answer. My thighs were spread, sleep shorts shoved to the side, the wet sound of my own hand the only thing filling the quiet room. I hit accept anyway, put her on speaker, and didn’t bother to slow down.

“Kelsey, you sound like you ran a mile.”

“Maybe I did…”

She laughed. “You’re not running. Wait… you better not be doing what I’m thinking.”

I didn’t answer. My fingers kept circling, slow and light on my clit. Just keeping the pleasure at the edge....