Mia~~~~~
I bit my lip and slipped my hand down beneath my shorts, feeling how wet I already was. Just from his voice.
“I’m touching myself,” I whispered, my fingers grazing over my soaked panties.
“Take them off,” Thorne growled through the phone, voice thick and rough.
“I want your fingers on that bare p***y. I want you spread wide, Mia. Now.”
I didn’t hesitate. I slid my panties down and kicked them off. My legs opened without thinking, my fingers already sliding between my folds.
“God… I’m so f*****g wet,” I murmured.
“I know you are, my little lamb. You’re soaked for me, aren’t you?” he said, breathing heavy on the line.
“Is that sweet little c**t throbbing? Or are you thinking about my c**k stretching you open again?”
My fingers circled my c**t slowly, and I let out a soft
