~Lyra~
I couldn’t even talk straight.
I was too turned on.
Too out of my mind.
My legs were shaking. My n*****s were throbbing. My cunt was clenching around nothing like it wanted to be filled by anything. His fingers. His c**k. His f*****g voice.
He didn’t say a word.
He just stared at me. Like I was insane. Like I was stupid. Like I was the dumbest, horniest little girl in the woods for teasing a man like him.
And then he touched me again.
Not my breast this time.
So much lower.
His hand slid between us, slow like sin, and his knuckles brushed the hem of my soaked dress before he slipped under it like it was nothing. Like he owned the right.
My breath hitched.
I couldn’t move.
I couldn’t f*****g move.
His fingers were right there. Right over my thong. That stupid wet piece
