His eyes burned into mine in the dark guest room, a storm of shock, guilt, and raw, animalistic hunger swirling together. My fingers were still wrapped tight around his thick forearm, holding him there above me. His heavy c**k rested between my spread thighs, the fat, leaking head nestled right against my dripping entrance, throbbing with every heartbeat.
“I’m awake,” I repeated, my voice a husky whisper soaked in two years of filthy fantasies. “Every single night you snuck in here, fingering my p***y and whispering how much tighter I am than Mia… I was wide awake, Mark. Aching for you to finally stop holding back.”
A low, guttural sound rumbled from deep in his chest. “You f*****g tease.” His voice was wrecked. “You let me edge this greedy cunt for three nights, pretending to sleep whil
