No hesitation.
No shame.
Just need.
And what I saw?
God.
My panties were ruined.
The pale fabric was soaked, darkened where my wetness had bled through, clinging to my folds so tight I could see the perfect shape of my cunt/
My clit was swollen. My lips parted. Wetness glistened down the insides of my thighs like tears.
I touched it.
Just the edge.
Just two fingers grazing the heat through the fabric.
And I almost collapsed.
“f**k…”
Istepped out of them.
Let them drop to the floor like they didn’t matter.
I climbed onto the counter, legs spread wide, cunt exposed to the mirror.
And for a second, I just stared.
I watched myself.
My thighs trembling.
My p***y glistening.
My hands shaking with the need to touch.
Then I did.
My fingers slid between the folds, parting them gently, slowly, making myself feel every ridge, every pulse, every wet, messy throb.
I moaned.
Louder this time.
No holding back.
“Damon…”
I breathed again, and this time, my whole body answered. My clit twitched. My walls fluttered. My cunt dripped.
I circled it. Slow at first.
Then harder.
Faster.
I leaned back on one hand, other fingers working that swollen little nub like I’d been starving for release all night.
And I had.
Not from the stranger.
From him.
From Damon.
His name pulsed through my head with every stroke. His voice. His face. His f*****g body. The way he looked at me sometimes..like he was two seconds from grabbing me by the throat and bending me over the nearest surface.
My hips rocked.
My legs fell wider.
I was panting now, breath fogging the mirror behind me.
“Please…”
I whispered.
I didn’t know what I was begging for. More? Harder? Him?
All of it. slid two fingers inside.
My p***y welcomed them.
Tight. Hot. Flooded.
I f****d myself slow at first.
Then faster.
Twisting. Curling. Hitting that spot.
And I imagined his fingers doing it. Long. Strong. Veined. Brutal.
I imagined his voice in my ear, rough and low.
(“Look at this messy little cunt. You’ve been saving this for me, haven’t you?”)
I imagined him gripping my thighs, holding them open while he watched me break.
(“You think I haven’t noticed the way you stare at me, baby girl? The way you squeeze your thighs shut around nothing like a needy little b***h in heat?”)
“Damon…”
I breathed it again, softer, like prayer.
My back arched off the counter, thighs trembling, cunt clenching with every teasing swirl of my fingers.
The mirror was fogged behind me from how heavy I was panting, how much heat was pouring off my skin. I looked wrecked.
My n*****s were hard and I picked them and played with them.
I rubbed my clit faster, my palm grinding it hard enough to make my legs quake.
I moaned again.
Louder.
“Ahhhh…Damon…f-f**k…yes-…”
My cunt clenched hard around my fingers. I pushed them deeper.
So deep I whimpered.
So deep my thighs shook, slick dripping in thick streams over my hand, down the count, to the floor.
“Please,”
I gasped, voice cracking.
“Please, I need you. I need-f**k-I need it harder…”
I thrust my fingers harder, curling them just right, hitting that place inside me that made my whole body lock. up.
“Oh my God…Damon…Daddy..ahhh-f**k, f**k-“
My hips rocked, my eyes rolled, my moans spilled louder, more desperate.
I was panting his name like it was a curse, a blessing, a drug I couldn’t live without.
“Damon. Damon. Damon-fuuuck me-please-I want you so bad-I c-can’t-I can’t stop..”
I added a third finger.
My p***y stretched around it, sucking it in greedily.
Mess Of Desired
My head fell back against the mirror with a dull thud as I cried out, my whole body tensing
“S**t-ngghh-Damon-yesyesyes-ahh..”
+ Parts 7
My thighs slapped against the counter as I f****d myself harder, my palm slamming against my clit in frantic, filthy circles.
The pressure built.
Higher.
Tighter.
I could barely breathe. Barely think.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.