Her Empire, His Terms.
The wet, dirty friction of his hand working inside me was incredibly loud in the quiet room.
Every time he pushed deep, a loud, high-pitched sob of pleasure escaped my throat, and my hips lifted off the bed entirely to meet his hand.
"Look at me," he ordered, his thumb finding my swollen clit and rubbing it hard, sending electric shocks straight to my core. "Open your eyes and look at me, Blondie."
I forced my heavy eyelids open, my vision blurry, completely drugged with lust.
"You think this keeps us safe?" he whispered, pumping his fingers faster and harder, driving me to the absolute edge as my legs began to shake.