Page 80 of David's Chase

My thighs squeeze his hand, a faint pulse swirling, becoming more daring and demanding.

He reads my face as I tilt my head back, small bursts of air leaving my lips.

The tension soars in my body, and my center throbs.

I may be open to a lot of things, but this is a first even for me. Slowly stroking my clit, he pushes the tension to a new high that threatens to break me.

“Slowly…” he says. “Just don’t make any noise.”

And that’s probably the whole point of this––not being able to scream out my pleasure pushes me to the edge.

A shudder claims my shoulders before I reach that point, and my throbbing quickens when he squeezes a boob.

“Relax and let it come to you,” he says, and when I do that, it takes a lot of effort to stop myself from kissing him with abandon, running my fingers through his hair, ripping his clothes off, grabbing his hard cock, and making him come on top of me.

Even with all that effort, the shockwaves ram through me, and I am torn.

On the one hand, I want to hump the air like crazy.

On the other hand, I drown in the unstoppable tide.

Witnessing my transformation, he gives me a smile and slowly retrieves his hand from between my legs.

“All right. Now let’s go someplace to fuck,” he says, reaching inside his pocket and rising from his seat.

He drops cash on the counter before accidentally bumping into the man beside us.

It turns out they know each other, so they chat for a few moments.

David is relaxed as if nothing happened while I move to his side, as far away as possible from the man’s eyes.My effort is useless since the man’s eyes never come my way.

15

LIZ

Colorado

Wednesday Evening

It’s been a long day.

My feet hurt, and my backpack feels so damn heavy.

I swing my eyes to my left before exiting campus and scurrying away.

The street is almost empty.

Good.

That works for me.

I found a solution to my problem.

Now that I have money to fix my car, I don’t have the time to do it. Sure, I could hire someone, but that might blow my cover.

I came with a ton of cash from New York.

Yeah, the man wasn’t joking.

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