Chapter 2
“Yeah, Isabella, it’s starting to help, but damn, my back is still so tight,” he muttered, his voice a little strained, and he shifted his weight slightly, trying to get deeper into the pose, which only made his ass push back more toward me.
I took the opportunity, scooting forward on my knees until my crotch was right up against his thigh, the thin material of my leggings doing nothing to hide how warm and damp I was getting between my legs.
I rubbed against him knowingly, just a subtle grind at first, ignoring the way he grunted again, deeper this time, like he was feeling more than just the stretch.
My p***y lips parted slightly under the pressure, the friction sending a jolt straight to my c**t, and I bit my lip to keep from moaning out loud, thinking about how wrong thi
