“Oh my God,” I breathed. My pussy clenched hard around him.

He groaned. “You like that? Knowing it was me the whole time? Knowing I’ve been talking you through touching this tight little cunt while I was right down the hall?”

“Yes,” I gasped. “Fuck—yes.”

He picked up the pace. Harder now. The headboard tapped the wall with every thrust. One of his hands slid under my ass, tilting my hips so he hit deeper. The new angle made me see stars. Every stroke dragged against that spot inside me.

“You’re not a virgin anymore,” he said against my ear. Filthy. Possessive. “I took it. This pussy is mine now.”...