The Forbidden Sisterhood: A Collection Of Forbidden Stories
"We'll see."
Ash rolled his chair closer, positioning himself between her spread thighs. He prepped her skin with clinical efficiency...shaving, cleaning, applying the stencil, but every touch felt deliberate. Calculated. Designed to drive her insane.
When the stencil was placed....high on her inner thigh, the bottom edge barely two inches from her pussy....Maya was already wet.
"Perfect," Ash murmured, his breath warm against her skin. "Now, these need to come off."
His fingers hooked in her panties, and he dragged them down her legs slowly, his eyes never leaving hers. When she was completely bare from the waist down, legs spread wide on his chair, he smiled.