Chapter 30: Panties
I wasn’t here to play gentle or second-guess myself. I grabbed my phone and placed it on the little shelf by the wall, angling the flash so it lit up the room, and now we could both see each other.
She stood there, trembling slightly, her button-down barely hanging off her shoulders, the fabric slipping lower with each movement, leaving her breasts and stomach completely exposed.
Her bra hugged her breasts tightly, and her skin flushed under the stark light.
She was watching me, her lips slightly parted like she was about to say something but couldn’t find the words.
I stepped closer, closing the space between us, and placed my hands firmly on her waist. "Jump," I said, my voice firm but low.
She blinked, confused, her brows furrowing. "What?"
"Jump," I repeated, tightening my grip on her waist.
And she did, her body reacting to my command as if she didn’t even have control over it anymore.
I hoisted her up onto the small wooden table in the corner of the room. Now, sitting there, she was almost at eye level with me.
