I found her exactly where I told her to be.
Claire was on my bed, on her back, legs spread wide, still completely naked. Her t**s rose and fell with every shaky breath. Her p***y was shiny and swollen from the orgasm I’d already forced out of her downstairs. A wet spot had already formed on my sheets between her thighs.
She looked up at me when I walked in, eyes glassy, lips parted. Like she still couldn’t believe she’d actually obeyed.
I closed the door behind me and locked it. The soft click made her flinch.
I stripped the rest of the way—shirt already gone, panties shoved down and kicked aside—until I was just as bare as she was. My own cunt was soaked, thighs slick. I climbed onto the bed and crawled between her open legs, settling my weight over her.
“Look at you,” I murmured, vo
