Chapter 3
I kept my fingers buried deep inside her, not stopping even for a second, pushing them in slowly and deep at first so she could feel every knuckle sliding past her tight entrance, her p***y walls already fluttering around me like they were trying to suck me in deeper.
She was hotter than before, wetter, her juices running down my palm in thick slippery trails that dripped onto the leather seat beneath us, making little wet spots that would be impossible to hide later.
Her breath came out in sharp little pants against my neck, and I could feel her heart hammering through her chest where it pressed against mine.
She covered her mouth with one hand, trying to trap the sounds, but a low needy whimper still leaked out when I curled my fingers up and dragged them hard over that r
