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.

"Yes, yes," I chanted, adding more pressure as I moved my digits up and down. My other hand found its way up my stomach, under my crop top, and cupped my breast. My eyes closed, letting the pleasure consume me. I pictured Nicholas leaning on the door, enjoying the scene.

I imagined his hand venturing down to his crotch, stroking himself over his trousers. I lifted my hips, spreading my