CHAPTER 3:CUMMING ON MY BEST FRIEND'S DADDY'S TONGUE
MIRA'S POV
He's stretching me now, filling me in a way that aches in the best possible way, and his thumb hasn't stopped circling my swollen, throbbing c**t for even a second.
I'm so sensitive that every touch feels like too much and not enough at the same time.
"Emerald talks about you constantly," he continues, conversational, like he's not two fingers deep in her best friend's dripping p***y. "How stressed you've been. How you never make time for yourself. How you haven't been with anyone since that asshole ex of yours." His fingers curl, finding that devastating spot inside me, and I bite clean through the foam of the face cradle. "What was his name? Jorah? Emerald said he never made you come. Said you faked it for two years bec
