Chapter 32

Now I look at Elli. And she looks pissed. But there’s something else. I fix myself without buttoning my pants and walk over to her. She doesn’t take her eyes off of me. And I love it even more when I lean over as her breath hitches.
“How baby girl. If I touched you between your things. How wet would you be for me?” I groan. And I swear her reaction is more than I could have hoped for. She whimpers. Involuntarily but she does. And I love it.
My finger glides up her exposed thigh and to the very high hem of her dress. I don’t have to push much further up before I find what I’m looking for.