Jess
It'd been a long time since I was with a man, any man, and my body was sending the signals very clearly. Greg’s words hung in the air, and I stared at him, breathless.
“Greg, no,” I said, but my voice was weak. Guilt twisted in my gut with my mom at home, oblivious, while the ache between my legs grew louder.
“Yes,” he countered, his eyes dark with hunger.
He kept working my clit.. “Admit you're turned on as hell.”
“Shut up,” I whispered, but my hips betrayed me, grinding into his touch.
He chuckled, pushing his fingers in and out and curling. “You want my c**k, don’t you? Say it.”
I bit my lip, shaking my head, but the words slipped out. “Yes… God, yes.”
He yanked my leggings and panties down to my knees in one rough motion, the cool air hitting my exposed skin. He freed him
