SINFUL FANTASIES COLLECTIONS
The admission hit me like a slap, rage flaring hot but drowned out by the serum’s fire, my hips bucking up as their hands worked higher, pinching the sensitive skin of my thighs, then zeroing in on my clit through the thin barrier of my panties, Scott’s fingers rubbing roughly, harshly, twisting the nub until I cried out, the sound raw and needy.
“You bastards, dosing me like that, I’ll report you, oh fuck, stop pinching so hard, it hurts, but don’t, please, touch me more,” my words tumbled out in a mess, denials warping into pleas, my knees splaying wide despite myself, dress riding up to my waist, baring the soaked lace to their hungry stares.
Murphy hooked his fingers into the waistband,
Hot Chapters