RHEA
She was still trembling.
Flat on the bed, bare, flushed, skin glowing under the dorm light. I had never seen anything more perfect. Her thighs were still spread, slick and shaking, lips parted like she forgot how to breathe.
I wiped my mouth and kissed her again, slow this time.
“You good, baby?”
She nodded, eyes glazed. “I want more.”
My brows lifted. “Yeah?”
“I want all of you.”
She didn’t have to say it.
I already knew what she meant.
I reached into my bag by the bed. She watched me unzip it, blinking slowly like she couldn’t believe this was real. I pulled out the harness — smooth black straps with the toy already attached — and I swear her breath hitched.
“Ever used one before?” I asked gently.
She shook her head. “Have you?”
“Yeah,” I said, stepping out of my jeans.
