Chapter 38

My tattoo between the thighs awakens with the touch of Hunter's fingers, and when the cart under us leans towards the first descent of the intense roller coaster, my air disappears. The wind whistles through our hair, the voices behind us become sighs loaded with expectation, but still, my senses scream for the lethal exploitation of his fingers, sliding from my skin to my panties.

It takes a second for everything to happen, and I take it to decide that I don't care. I don't care about anything but the attention that the man next to me is offering me. It's not about business tonight, just fun.

Still on the thin and lacy fabric, Hunter presses that point at the apex between my legs, separating the lips from my intimacy with the pressure of the middle finger, and thus, with a gasp that escapes from the bottom of my throat, the world runs at full speed by the impulse taken by the toy putting itself in motion, and we fall.

I don't know if I end up screaming or moaning, but th