Chapter 1
"Oh God, why does this feel so good?" I whispered to myself, my voice shaky and low in the empty room, legs spread wide on the bed, the erotic book propped open on my pillow.
The story was about this woman getting f****d senseless by her boss in the office, his thick c**k pounding her from behind while she begged for more.
My fingers circled my clit slow at first, slippery from how wet I was, but the ache was building fast, that deep, insistent throb that came with ovulation.
Every month it hit me like this, my body on fire, my p***y swollen and sensitive, craving something real to fill me up.
I dipped two fingers inside, thrusting shallow, but it was not enough, not even close.
My walls clenched around them, hungry for more, but my fingers felt too small, too soft.
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