Desire Diaries
I hate how much I want it—his body crowding mine, his free hand yanking my blouse open, buttons popping while he pinches my nipples hard, twisting them until I arch and whimper.
"Look at you, all worked up over our little argument. Bet your pussy's dripping for me right now." Brian says.
A moan slips from my lips in reality as I crank the vibrator up, sliding it deep into my cunt. It buzzes against my walls, stretching me just enough, and I rock my hips, fucking myself with it while picturing Brian's fingers replacing it—rough, insistent, curling inside me to hit that spot.
This is wrong. He's the jerk who's trying to ruin my career. But the fantasy won't stop. He drops to his knees in my mi
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