I place my hands on her thighs, feeling the smooth warmth of her skin, the slight tremble running through her muscles, and I slide my fingers up slowly, tracing the inner seam until I reach her slit, parting her wetness with my fingertips, the slick heat coating me immediately.

  She moans low, head falling back, “Yes, just like that, rub my clit, Mason, make it ache.”

  I circle her clit with my thumb, gentle at first, feeling it harden under my touch, her hips bucking up to chase the pressure, breaths coming in ragged gasps as I dip one finger inside her, then two, pumping in and out steadily, her...