𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀
The moment James slid a finger between my legs, finding my entrance, I moaned while my legs weakened. I felt his mouth curve into a smile against my cheek and knew I was fucked. Literally.
"You see, Vanessa? I fucked you less than an hour ago, and you're already soaking wet for me again." He pushed a finger inside me, and I tightened my grip on his shoulders, spreading my legs wider. "Tell me you don't want to feel my cock inside you again." He continued to work his finger in and out of me. "Tell me you don't want to have me inside you while you come."
