Spiffy
Before I got a chance to protest, his hand caught one of my breasts. He squeezed and pinched, repeating the same action for the other breast.
My body burned with heat, my breath coming out in short bursts as the sensations pulsated through me.
His fingers flickered over my nip**es at the same time, making my thighs clench together from the sudden sparks of pleasure overwhelming my folds.
“Uh–hey–sto–stop,” my voice came out in shaky breaths, the order barely registering as a proper word.
“The name's Nate and that's not how to say please,” he corrected, now moving his hands down my body.
My chest heaved as his hand moved in a snaky, tender way, leaving desire in every part of me. When his hand finally got to the hem of my dress, he pulled it higher, exposing my damp panties.
I could feel how wet I was down there, and the thought of him knowing how much he turned me on made my insides burn with a mix of shame and excitement.
He grazed his fingers over my panties, and then he hummed slowly, “for someone who doesn't want to cheat on her husband, you're terribly wet.”
I closed my eyes, hating the way those words made shame slither down my spine. But for some reason, I still didn't stop him. I wanted him to continue what he was doing.
“Eyes on me princess. Look at who's touching you,” he ordered and my heart fluttered at the sound of that.
I slowly opened my eyes, keeping it fixed on his face as his fingers shifted my panties to the side. The moment his fingers touched my folds, I sucked in a sharp breath.
I knew I shouldn’t be doing this but damn… I couldn’t help it.
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