Nicole Harper~•~My fingers trembled as they found my clit. I was soaked, embarrassingly so, and the moment my fingertips brushed my swollen clit, a sharp gasp escaped me.Tristan’s eyes darkened further, his gaze locked on every movement I made. He stood only a foot away, his arms crossed over his chest, watching me like a predator studying its prey. But he looked so fucking hot watching me trying to get myself off.“Go on,” he prompted, his voice low and commanding. “Rub that pretty pussy for me.”Heat flooded my face. I felt exposed, vulnerable, and impossibly turned on. My back was still pressed against the library door, the risk of someone walking in only heightening everything. I circled my clit slowly at first, biting my lip to stifle a moan.“Faster,” Tristan ordered. “Don’t hold back. I want to hear you.”As if my brain was wired to do so, I obeyed him, my fingers moving quicker, pressing harder against my sensitive clit. My hips jerked forward instinctively, chasing the ple
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