SAMANTHA’S POV“Yes! Fuck me harder!”The moan ripped through the thin wall like it belonged right next to my bed. I sat still with my book still open on my lap, heart beating rapidly against my ribs. Another groan followed, deep and male this time, then the steady thump of a headboard hitting the wall.“Oh shit, you’re so tight,” the guy growled.I squeezed my thighs together without thinking. Heat rushed between my legs, sudden and embarrassing. My nipples tightened under my thin tank top. I tried to focus on the words in front of me, some analysis of Jane Eyre, but the sounds kept coming. Wet, sloppy, rhythmic, and real.I pressed my palm against my stomach and breathed out slow. My roommate Angelina was out partying again, so it was just me and these damn walls. The girl next door cried out louder, begging for it, and my body answered with a throb I couldn’t ignore. My hand slid down before I could stop it, fingertips brushing the edge of my shorts.No. I snatched my hand back li
Última atualização : 2026-05-18 Ler mais