Chapter 3
Lina made this little whimpering sound next to me, her face twisting in confusion and fear, “Me neither, it’s got me stuck too, and now it’s moving my other hand, what the f**k,” she said, her voice rising in pitch as her free hand started sliding up under her shirt on its own, fingers reaching for her n****e and pinching it hard through the thin fabric of her bra, making her body jerk and a soft moan escape her lips even as her eyes squeezed shut tight.
“f**k, that hurts so much but it feels good at the same time, make it stop, please,” she begged, but her hand kept going, twisting her n****e harder, her back arching a bit off the floor as her breathing turned ragged, and I could see the way her yoga pants tented slightly at the crotch, like she was getting wet from it despite
