FORBIDDEN DESIRES
Hayes pulled her back inside, grabbing a silk tie from her desk, the fabric was cool and warm.
“You’re too wound up, my greedy cunt,” he teased, tying it over her eyes, plunging her into darkness.
“Guess where I’ll touch next.”
His fingers brushed her shoulder, then thigh, light and unpredictable, skin prickling. Her gasp was sharp, “Oh!” pussy throbbing, wetness dripping.
“I—I don’t know,” she stammered, hands clutching the sheets.
His hand grazed her clit, then pulled away, teasing. Her moan, “Mmm, please!” I was desperate. He touched her stomach, then neck, shivers running through her.