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“Fuck…” He groans into my ear, adding pressure with each thrust.

The sensation runs through me so hard my legs buckle.

My back arches off the wall as stars flash behind my eyes. My skin is covered in sweat as the tidal wave hits me full-force. My breathing is short and sharp, and I cry out before falling, weak from the pleasure coursing through me.

I circle my clit faster and reach my climax at the same time as the heroine in the book. I gasp, letting the rush crash over me. “Fuck, Nycto,” I call out, before slumping onto the bed in a foggy haze, completely spent.

I pant for breath, my heart pounding in my chest from my intense orgasm.

Suddenly, my eyes fling open, taking in the room.

He’s not here, thank God. I snap my hand out of my panties and pull my dress down, completely ashamed of myself. Closing the book, I throw it across the room in my haste, and it thumps loudly on the floor.

“Holy shit!” I whimper. “What the fuck was that?”

Chapter Eleven

NYCTO

I try to control myself by inhaling, but it stutters.

My cock is hard as steel while I stand at my door, listening to the moans and whimpers coming from inside my room. I can’t be certain, but it sounds like Eva is having one hell of a party without me. The fact she’s comfortable enough to take care of herself in my room says something. Maybe she doesn’t hate me as much as she lets on.

My cock strains against my jeans, and I hear her let out a loud moan like she’s climaxing.

“Fuck, Nycto…”

Did she…

Did she just say my name when she came?

Or did I wish so much that I imagined it?

Clenching my eyes tight, I lean my head against the door, trying to calm my raging thoughts and boner. Going in there now would only freak her out. I need to give her some time to get herself in order before I go in to see her. But fuck, it’s going to be difficult, being able to smell her desire throughout my room and not take advantage.

Thud.

Something bangs behind the door, making me open my eyes in concern.

“Holy shit,” I hear Eva say, muffled through the wall. “What the fuck was that?”

The best orgasm of your life while thinking about me?

After another few calming breaths, I rattle the handle unnecessarily, giving her plenty of warning that I’m coming in, and then unlock the door.

“Shit,” she murmurs, but her frantic movements on the bed, like she’s trying to hide evidence, are clear for me to hear.

Taking a deep breath, I open the door and walk in, closing it behind me. Preparing myself for the sight, I steady my shoulders and turn. She’s propped up on the bed in an overly exaggerated way, tussling with her hair. Her cheeks are bright with color, her eyes sparkling with life, and her breathing is still quick.

She’s trying too hard to compensate.

Guilty as hell.

“Doing some light reading?” I ask while keeping my distance from her, not wanting to make her uncomfortable.

Her eyes widen. “What? No… I mean, yes. But it’s nothing you’d care about.”

I smirk, knowing where this is headed. Trixie was bringing in some of her books. She probably brought in her mommy porn.

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