Page 19 of Such A Filthy Girl

‘I can’t help it.’ Another deep groan tumbled from her lips, making me glance down the corridor. Excitement mixed with apprehension at the chance of being caught.

Estella’s hips moved as she lost sight of her morality, her need for pleasure overwhelming sense. Despite being coffee tinged, her breath on my face became the sweetest thing I’d experienced.

‘Look at me,’ I begged, not willing to let her close her eyes and lose herself in some placid fantasy. I needed herwith me. I needed her to see that it was me stoking her desire.

Her eyes blinked open, glittering up at me.

‘I’m the one who’s going to make you come, Estella. Me.Leo. I know what you want. Ilovethat you need this.’

Her inner walls quivered, tightening around my fingers. My girl approached the precipice, and I would throw her over the edge even if I couldn’t follow. Not yet.

Gripping her throat more firmly, I tipped her face upward, her eyes glazing as pleasure washed over her.

‘Come for me, Estella. Be my filthy girl.’

‘Leo,’ she moaned, her pleasure becoming more vocal with each circle of my thumb. Too loud.

I closed my mouth over hers as she gave in and trembled in my palm, her sweet cunt sucking on my fingers as if it needed more. I added a third, sending her flying over the edge.

Fireworks exploded in my mind, her desperate, pleasure-filled moans seeping into my mouth. I drank down each one, feeling tipsy with need.

Our tongues crashed as she kissed me, letting go of our pasts while she rode my fingers, her cunt dripping.

Heaven enveloped me, wrapping me in Estella. In her heat-filled mouth and her waning gasps, in the warmth of her wet pussy and the way she melded to my touch.

Dreams became reality, and tingles crept over me, my dick solid against her stomach.

I kissed her through the orgasm, swallowing down every ounce of her pleasure like an addict. Taking as much as I could get.

‘I love you,’ I muttered against her lips.

FOURTEEN

ESTELLA

Sense snapped into me with a sharp slap.

Holy fuck.

I’d let him prise an orgasm from me. His fingers were incredible, and I’d lost myself in the moment.

Shoving him hard, I righted my dress and panties, shame washing over me in tidal wave proportions.

‘You had no right to touch me,’ I hissed, trying to deflect my shame onto him.

‘You didn’t seem to be complaining when you were grinding on my hand.’ Leo gave a cocky grin, his tongue slipping out to lick my saliva from his lips.

It sent a twinge between my traitorous thighs.

‘You took advantage of my issues with Graham. You sick fuck.’

‘And I’ll do it again, and again, because you’re not happy with him. You’re cosplaying in your own life.’ His words cut.

‘At least I have a life. You sit upstairs and what? Stalk me? You're such a fucking loser.’

‘I don’t claim to be anything else. You know who I am Estella. I’ve never claimed to be anything other than obsessed with you.’ Leo looked utterly nonplussed at my words, his dark hair skimming his brow as he hungrily drank me in.

Heels clipped, and my cheeks heated afresh as my mom rounded the corner.

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