Chapter 3
Emma's Pov
In the car, silence at first, the engine humming as he drove, but then he spoke, breaking the tension.
"When we get there, you are going to strip for me. Understand? Every piece slow, so I can watch."
"Yes," I said, my voice eager with no hesitation.
I want this so bad, him dominating me, taking charge, my older best friend, but now more, now this.
The drive felt endless, my body buzzing with anticipation, my n*****s hard with my already p***y aching for his touch.
What have I started? But I do not want to stop, not ever.
In no minute, we reach his house, he closed the door, locked it with a click, then turned to me, his presence filling the space.
"Strip, Start with your shirt."
My hands trembled as I grabbed the hem of my shirt, pulling it up and over
