Love, Obsession, Torture
I was water around his fingers.
“Right here, baby.” He crashed his lips onto mine, taking me fully into his mouth while plunging his fingers deeper, increasing the pressure in my aching core. I moaned softly into his mouth, bracing myself for the orgasm I knew too well was going to splinter me apart. Instead, my impending orgasm retreated to limbo, as a harrumphing noise echoed through the air. I broke away and saw Lana standing behind Jack, buried by his towering height. Jack slowly slipped out, licking his wet fingers clean, unashamed. The lustful veil had lifted, shame and embarrassment had now taken charge, completely engulfing me as I drooped my head. Once again, I had gone against myse