Forbidden Collection
“Why let a pathetic boy make your eyes wet when I can make your pussy wet?”
I gasped, nearly choking on my breath, my pussy throbbing at her words. “You’re still a lesbian again ?” I asked, my core already aching for her.
“Not exactly,” Zara replied , stepping closer, her breath hot against my ear. “I’m bi, but that lesbian side of me? It’s fucking obsessed with you.”
“Girl, same,” I admitted, my voice shaking with desire. “Why’d you hide it from me?”
“Oh, please, Nova,” Zara said, rolling her eyes, her tone playful but dripping with heat. “After all your judgment? But I see you now, craving me.”