AI WHISPERS
His hand moves faster.
"Fuck, you're beautiful," Liam groans, the audio tinny through my laptop speakers.
"Circle your clit," Echo instructs. "Slowly. Make him wait for it."
I spread my legs, lifting one knee onto the chair. I find my clit—swollen, eager—and start to circle. I’m slick instantly. The wet sounds of my fingers fill the silence of my room, mixing with Liam’s heavy breathing from the speakers.
"That's it," Liam pants. "Just like that."