Chapter 8

• Eliana
• I spread my folds, rubbing my fingers in between the wet, soft skin. I imagined Nicholas's fingers sweeping my moisture from down, moving upwards in slow, precise movements. Heat spread from my core, enveloping my entire body. I took my time spreading my juices, making my clitoral area slimier for much easier and sweeter rubbing. I knew I had 20 minutes to finish up, freshen up, and go downstairs.
• "Oh fuck." I threw my head back, stroking three fingers on my slit. Goddess, it felt so good and satisfying as I gave myself what Nicholas refused to give me.