Chapter 2
Writer’s POV
“Wait, Richard! It's not what you think! Please, let me explain!” Her voice was desperate, her hands reaching out as she followed him into the cool evening air outside the sitting room door.
Inside, Kiera felt a surge of anger and frustration. She had been so close, her body aching with need, her p***y throbbing just on the edge of release. How could he interrupt them like this? She hated the way it all stopped so suddenly.
She stood up, her naked body still flushed and hot. She didn't bother covering herself. Instead, she walked out of the sitting room, her bare feet padding softly on the floor, heading toward where her mum and stepdad stood arguing in low voices.
As Kiera approached, she saw her mum gesturing wildly, trying to apologize. “Richard, I swear, it
