FORBIDDEN LUSTS (Erotica collection)
Or Tessa, who’d ridden me reverse cowgirl after her floral piece healed, ass bouncing while she moaned about how her husband never touched her like that.
But Mia was different. She hadn’t begged yet. She hadn’t even asked. She’d just… leaked. From a fucking consult. From my fingers brushing her skin. I stroked faster, thumb smearing the precum over the head, balls drawing up tight. “Gonna feel how tight she clenches,” I muttered to the empty room. “Gonna make her drip while the needle sings.”
I came hard—thick ropes hitting the floor, splattering the black tile. My breath rasped. I wiped myself clean with a shop towel, tucked back in, and waited.