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feeling very tight, and I hissed as her thigh brushed against
my crotch.
Satisfaction coursed through me when I felt her wetness
through her panties. “You don’t want anyone to see… but
you seem to like the idea of being caught with my hand
under your skirt.”
“No,” Lila stammered.
I nipped her earlobe again, and she responded with a
sharp hiss. “Liar,” I breathed.
Slowly, I tugged her panties aside, feeling her bare
pussy against my finger. My thumb circled around her clit,
and she whimpered, her hand tightening around my wrist.
In warning? Or, in desire… wanting more?
Her chest heaved, as she inhaled a ragged breath. Her
hips bucked forward against my touch, seeking my fingers.
Wanton need flashed through her dark eyes, as I rubbed
her folds, using my two fingers to spread her lips apart.
Lila was all seven of the deadly sins, and I’d gladly be a
sinner for her, for the rest of our lives.
There was no concealing what we were doing. Anyone
who walked down this corridor would see us… my hand
shoved deep inside her mini-skirt, her face flushed, lips
parted with quiet whimpers, as she grinded against my
hand.
Shoving a single digit inside her tight core, feeling her
inner walls clench around it, I slowly fingered her. Lila
tensed against me, as I curled my finger inside her, hitting
her sensitive spot. Her reaction was instant. A choked
moan escaped her lips, before she slapped a hand over her
mouth, muffling the indecent sound.
My lips whispered over her, a gentle touch. She opened
for me, and I kissed her. I fucking kissed her like I was a
starved man, like she was the oxygen I needed to survive.
Lila gasped against our kiss when I pinched and tugged
on her clit, feeling the little nub throb between my fingers.