Chapter 27: Heels
-Glyndon Walton: (song of the Chapter: favorite by Isabel Larosa)
"I always get what I want." Kathrine hissed, her face so close to mine, my wrists pinned on the bed, on top of my head.
I gasped, my body was so hot as I looked into her eyes... Her eyes were so blue, so sharp, so dark filled with lust.
My gaze moves to her lips, glossy and they looked so soft, inviting mine in. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.
My body relaxed, and I completely stopped fighting as I gathered every dust of sanity I had left to say " W-we shouldn’t do that. It’s wrong."
Kathrine did not care, instead, her other hand found its way to my body, slowly sliding down from my throat to my chest to stop there.
" You have the most perfect pair of tits in the existence." She commented, biting her lower lip while looking at my breasts. My pussy clenched like a cat in heat at the compliment.
" I love how your blush starts at your face and moves down to your boobs," Kathrine whispered as she finally freed my wrists but for some weird reason I kept them on top of my head as I watched her watching my body with a heated gaze.
Her hands slowly caressed my shoulders, then she grabbed the straps of my bras and slid them down my shoulders.
" Fuck, you look edible, little devil," Kathrine whispered again, her eyes dark with lust as her hands moved to my back, opening my bra and then completely removing it.
I bit my lower lip and unintentionally tightened my legs to get some friction for my clenching pussy.