Our Secret - Episode 10

She pulls the silk across my throat, slow, like she wants me to feel every inch. My back hits the wall. The fabric tightens just enough to make my pulse jump. She watches my mouth fall open, smiles, and leans in. Her breath is warm against my ear. "Stay still." My legs shake. She slips two fingers into me without warning, curling them until I gasp. The silk slips lower, brushing my nipples, and she drags it back up, teasing, while her hand works deeper. My cunt clenches around her. I try to stay quiet but the sound comes out anyway, raw and desperate. She laughs softly, presses her thumb to my clit, circles once, twice. Everything tightens. The silk slides again, cool over fevered skin. I come hard against her fingers, thighs quivering, the sound ripped out of me. She keeps me pinned with the fabric, eyes locked on mine, and doesn't let go until the last tremor fades.