Eight

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I opened my eyes.

My hair sticks to the side of my face with sweat.

Heat smothers my body and my breasts tighten against the towel.

That’s not all.

Oh. God.

My hand rests between my legs and I’m… wet.

I jerk my hand free as if I was caught stealing.

I remember last night after an early dinner with mom, dad and Ryder I came in here to study but I ended up falling asleep. heard a muffled sound coming through the wall from Ryder’s bedroom. It must be what woke me up from while at the brink of getting a good orgasm. I listened carefully and It sounded like someone crying in pain, but as I cocked my ear towards it, I realized it was a woman moaning with pleasure.

God, he was such a vulgar man-whore. He's watching the blues. Omg. I tried to picture him stroking himself while watching and insert my fingers where it aches me between my legs. The lady starts moaning faster and I follow the Rhythm with my fingers in an effort to finish what I have been dreaming about but my hands don't s