A moan slips out of my mouth before I know it, and my head falls back onto the grass.
“Please, what?” she murmurs.
“You gotta stop.”
“Or else?” She leans in further, pressing her tits up against my chest.
“You’re gonna make me …”
Her nipples graze my shirt, and I completely lose my shit.
Oh fuck.
My eyes roll into the back of my head, and I release all the pent-up desire. A moan rolls off my tongue as my cock throbs and cum fills my pants.
I couldn’t stop it from happening.
It was like a tsunami of wantonness rushing over me, all from having her so close to me.
And now I’ve soiled my pants when she hasn’t even touched me.
“Did you just come?”
Fuck.
My entire face turns beet red, and I turn my head sideways to hide it, to no avail.
“No, no, no,” I lie.
She slides backward and wrestles with the button of my pants. “Wait. Don’t.”
She pauses, and a devilish giggle leaves her pretty lips. “Are you embarrassed?”
I’m fucking mortified.
Ashamed that I couldn’t even hold it, that I couldn’t even last a single fucking second with her on top of me.
What else am I supposed to say?
I’m obsessed.
“I just—”
Her fingers slither underneath my shirt, knife following suit as she draws a pattern on my V-line. “You’re just like Orion.”
I grip her wrist, forcing her to come closer, despite the fact that the knife is nearly thrust into my chest. I don’t care. I’d rather die than lose her to him. “I amnothinglike him. He lies to you, he cheats to get his way, he wasnotthe one who wrote you those notes, and he doesn’t have a single care in the world for what you need. I do.”
Her eyes dart all over my face. “You’re jealous of him.”
My eyes widen. “What? No, no, I—”
She laughs. “He told you what I did to him, didn’t he?”
My lips shudder. “He just spoke about licking you out after you snuck into his room … looking for me.”
“Did he also tell you the part where I tied him down and made him choke on my pussy?” she muses, like it’s the most casual thing ever.
All I can do is stutter. “I-I-”
