Our parents were coming back in just a few days. The thought should have made us slow down, but it did the opposite. Every hour felt stolen. Every touch felt hotter because we knew it could be our last free one for a while. The house wasn’t ours anymore. Time was running out, and that made us f*****g reckless.
We started taking bigger risks. That same afternoon, after lunch, Sophia dragged me out to the backyard. The sun was blazing, and the tall fence kept neighbors from seeing in, but anyone could have walked around the side gate. We didn’t care. We spread a big towel on the grass under the shade of the big tree and stripped naked right there.
Sophia pushed me down on my back and climbed between my legs. “I need to taste you outside,” she whispered, her breath hot on my thigh.
Her ton
