Chapter 15

Although I questioned if I had to be ashamed of how wet I was, I laid my worries to rest when he appeared to like it. I was so intensely drawn to him that I was unreserved in my desire. He muffled my groans and slipped a finger inside. His thumb slid and stroked upward, while he followed to push another finger inside me.

I cried out against his mouth. This was far nicer than all of my previous self-stimulation attempts.

Then his lips returned to my ear. "Willow, does this feel good? Do you enjoy it when I touch you?"

"Yes."

"When we go home, you're going to get fucked. Are you prepared?"

Yes! Yes, a billion times over.

I was unable to speak, but I did nod vehemently.

"You're close. I want to see your pretty face "

An orgasm tore through me soon after, and I tried not to scream out too loudly from the pleasure rolling through my body. A wave of peaceful bliss followed as Nicholas softened his strokes, easing me down from my high.

"You're so lovely," he whispered.

When the car