Page 185 of Intense
“Is this what you need?” I ask, sliding my fingers across her wetness.
“Y-yes.”
As I sink two fingers inside of her, she gushes all over my hand.
“So, the fear of death really does make you soaked, doesn’t it?”
“Y-yes.”
Fuck. She’s so perfect for me. It’s such a shame we’ve ended up like this.
I get her close to the edge, her moans filling the room. And then I stop. But I don’t withdraw.
“I’d like to know about your parents, Stephanie.”
She freezes up.
“W-what? Why?”
I slowly start to pull them out. I’ve hit a nerve with her.
“This is part of our trial. Learning about each other. Pasts are very important, and time is of the essence.”
Although, I have no intentions of revealing more about myself to her. I thought she deserved that part of me.
“Fine. Fine!” she cries out.
“My parents are in jail for murder. They got life. I haven’t seen them since I was twelve. I was in the foster system. I moved around a lot and finally settled here when I got into med school.”
I push my fingers back in and curl them on her G-spot as a reward.
“Fuck,” she cries out.
“Good girl.”
I know that’s the truth. Because I know all about her parents’ murder spree. A case of desperation. Her father was being suedand on the brink of losing everything. So they poisoned the claimants and got caught.
I feel for her. And this is where her abandonment wound shows. Why she pushes herself so hard to be independent.
The career, being top of her class, never having a boyfriend. It all is her attempt to keep her heart safe.
It’s exactly how I’ve protected myself too.
Circling her clit with my thumb, I give her a few seconds of pleasure.
“Now. I’d like to know why my wife is a stripper. You have the money, the career. Why did you start, and why do you still do it now?”
I keep gently gliding in and out of her, making her legs start to tremble.
“You’re so close to a relief, temptress. Answer this and I’ll give it to you with my mouth.”
She sucks in a breath and pauses. The timer is ticking away.
“I had to pay for school. I had scholarships, but that didn’t cover everything I needed to live. It was quick and easy cash.”
Makes sense, but I know there is more. I’m close though.
“Just dancing alone gave you enough cash? You must have been something special.”
