I was about to when I heard him move behind me. The cold doubled.
The bed dipped under his weight. I released a small startled gasp when I felt his touch on my p***y.
"Hmm."
I closed my eyes, relishing the touch I'd been craving.
"I know the boys you've been with were probably shitheads, but had anyone bothered to mention you have a fine p***y?"
My heart jumped to my throat; my eyes flew open.
He didn't give me enough time to react as he pushed two fingers into me at once. My teeth sunk into my bottom lip, biting down hard as a deep moan escaped me.
For a couple of minutes, he f****d me with his fingers. At some point, it felt like he'd curved the fingers 'cause I swear I felt them in a different way. I found myself moaning helplessly and shamelessly while praying he didn't stop.
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