Chapter 73

Artemisia POV

“How are you so wet already?” he asks with a smirk, circling my clit with his finger. 

I moan, clasping his t-shirt. “Oh, shut up!” 

His smirk gets broader, and he lets go of my hair, moving his other hand under my dress as well. 

“Get this off,” he growls, and I comply, pulling my sundress over my head. 

I unclasp my bra, making it join the dress as I let it fall on the floor, and my heart skips a beat as I see his eyes darken, the red flecks getting more prominent. 

As he continues to play with my pussy, his other hand moves up, getting me to lean back, exposing myself even more to him. His fingers travel up between my breasts, wrapping around my neck, the sparks igniting on my skin, making me even wetter.&