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I have to stop doing this… I have to stop these thoughts invading me…

I slowly remove the covers off my body. I fold and stack them in a way that there’s a barrier between Chad and me. Next, I carefully slide my pants down. Just below my knees. I then put my feet together and open my legs in a butterfly kind of position.

I look down at myself.

My mound. My pussy.

I lick my bottom lip.

My body is warm. No. It’s hot.

I have the wild urge that I want to taste my own pussy.

My thoughts rage. My body rages even more.

I slide my fingers between my legs once more, collecting wetness on every fingertip except my thumb.

My teeth chatter as I bring my fingers toward my mouth.

I’m shaking and burning and I feel so…

No. No, Kate. You’re normal. This is fine.

Those words moved through my head in the voice of Corbin.

I skip tasting my fingertips and place my hand back between my legs.

Middle and ring fingers together, stroking hard and fast, making a backwardCshape. Rubbing my dripping labia and touching my clit.

Over and over… faster and faster…

Harder.

I press my feet together. My butt flexes and tightens.

My stomach starts to shake.

I grit my teeth.

My eyes look to the right.

I have to make sure Chad doesn’t wake up.

All I want to do right now is scream out with pleasure. I want to yell and kick and thrash. I want to slam my fingers into my pussy and make myself soak the sheets.

See, this is Corbin torturing me.

Telling me what to do and knowing he won’t be here and knowing I won’t be able to make noise. He’s testing my relationship with Chad. He hates that I’m wearing an engagement ring.

He’s been in fucking prison for ten years!

How can he just show up like this?

How can he just start commanding me?

He’s been gone!

None of it makes sense, but my fingers between my legs certainly feels good.