Heated Tales: A compilation of steamy stories
She was breathing hard now, every nerve ending alive with heat and shame and raw, aching need.
Rob’s hand slid down, finding her crotch through the thin fabric of her thong. His fingers pressed against her, feeling the heat, the wetness that had soaked through. “Oh, fuck,” he groaned, lips against her ear. “You’re wet. You’re such a dirty bitch.”
Emma bit her lip, trying not to moan, but failing. His words did something to her. Twisted her up inside. She knew she should feel disgusted. Ashamed. But all she could feel was how hot her skin was and how badly she wanted more.