Page 31 of Shared Spaces

She won’t look me in the eyes, which makes me even more uncomfortable.

Focusing on a single freckle on the top of my hand, I prepare myself mentally to expose the one thing I’ve never told a single soul about.

“Go on,” she whispers.

“I’m really not sure how to explain it—”

She tilts her head to the side, lightly biting down on her bottom lip. She always does that when she’s nervous or uneasy.

“You make me so fucking nervous, Gwen.”

“Bullshit,” she chuckles.

“I’m fucking serious. You make me feel things I’ve never felt before, and I don’t want anything to change between us,”

“The point, Jay.”

Fuck.

“I have an edging kink.” I blurt out.

Before I can say anything else, she stands and positions herself in front of me.

“Show me,” she whispers, forcing herself between my legs.

My god, this girl is incredible.

“On one condition,” I chuckle, bringing my thumb up to rub over her bottom lip.

“Anything…”

“You have to edge yourself too.”

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Gwen

Fuck. Me.

This is almost too much.

I prop myself up against my headboard, my eyes feasted on Jay slowly stroking his cock.

“Come on, don’t be shy. Touch yourself for me.”

Holy fuck.

Sliding my hand down my pajama shorts and under my lace panties, I run my finger over my already swollen clit, letting out a small moan as I circle around it. I’m so fucking wet already, it doesn’t take long before my arousal is basically covering my hand.

I circle faster, feeling myself already hitting my sensitive sweet spot.

Watching him quicken his strokes, he throws his head back and releases a low groan before slowing down again.

“Take these off,” he groans as he leans forward, pulling at the bottom of my shorts so they slide down enough to expose me.

Next thing I know, he’s throwing himself at me, gripping the back of my neck as his other hand reaches under my ass. In one quick movement, I’m lying flat out on the bed with his cock resting between my legs.

“Jay…” I moan before he brings his lips down to mine.

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