Chapter 9: Good Girl

Keira’s POV

When I kissed him, that was his undoing. His eyes had darkened into a deeper shade when he broke away from the kiss, and I could see he wanted to do dirty slutty things to me. And I was more than ready for that. Hopeful even.

I rolled my hips in the chair, my core throbbing as my skin buzzed with need. Clint dipped his hands down my panties. His delicate fingers rubbed smooth circles exactly where I needed them, feeling me up and teasing me into insanity.

"Only I can give you what you need." His deep voice rumbled against my ear. I could not hold back my whimper when he moved his fingers faster against me. My body instantly grew heated with the need for release.

His lush lips found my neck as I squirmed in the chair, soft whimpers and baby moans slipping past my lips. His middle finger teased my entrance, and I pushed against him, my body begging him to enter and fill me up with his cock.

"Please, make me cum," I begged him, his teasing fingers slipping inside me.

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