Raw & Ruined: Short Romantic Sins
tail. Her breasts were full, spilling over the cups, and her thighs thick from squats. She cupped them, thumbs brushing nipples through lace, imagining his hands instead. Rougher, bigger. The shower called next. She stripped naked, stepping under the hot spray, water cascading over her curves. Soap slicked her skin as she lathered slow, fingers trailing her stomach, between her thighs. She rubbed her clit light circles, biting her lip to stifle a moan. Dominic downstairs, probably hard in his pants, gripping that counter like a lifeline. The thought made her wetter, fingers dipping inside shallow, pumping gentle. But she stopped short of cumming, wanting the ache to build. Rinse off, she tow