Chapter １７

Slowed down. His face faded into silence as he seemed to suppress some kind of reluctance or embarrassment.

As in, "at all times." His slow, deliberate eyes traced my exposed body from head to toe. I was red and out of breath. He then said, "Jesus, Jessica." When I saw you and David lounging together on the lounge chair after that fateful day, I said, "After that day. I kept thinking about you.

As my pulse raced, I shut my eyes tight. The truth of what he said cut straight to my core, and my ardor grew to an intense level.

He stroked himself with one hand while his fingers slammed into my clit, sending shockwaves of ecstasy down my trembling legs. His eyes, hidden below the hood, wandered to the spot where he was stroking me, and he seemed transfixed.

"How about you?" His voice sounded tense. Trying to conceal their want to learn more. His fingers tickled my sensitive region, making me gasp and wiggle. Are you able to answer yes or no to the question, "Have you considered this?"