Chapter 45. Mind Joining Me for Dinner?

Shimma’s POV

While lying on the bed, I shifted my panties, sliding my hand inside my pussy. I bit my bottom lip as I began thrust my finger in and out of my pussy.

“M-Mattias,” I moaned, the sloshing sound filling the air.

“Shimma!” The voice of my aunt jolted me from my bed. followed by the knock on my door.

I quickly took out my hand from my pussy because I had been fingering myself

I stood up, adjusting my dress so she wouldn’t notice anything. I positioned myself by the door, trying to steady my breathing as I arranged my hair.

Then I opened the door, gazing at my aunt, who wore a wide grin.

“Can I come in?” she asked. I hesitated before responding.

“Yeah, sure,” I replied, stepping aside for her to enter.

“I hope you like it here. I tried to make the room suitable for you before leaving for my trip,” she said, glancing around as if pleased with how it looked.

Little did she know, I felt like I was in a prison.