Chapter 36

A starved woman.

I grip the closest thing my hand makes contact with and squeeze, jerking repeatedly and moving my fingers in and out – in and out, at a frantic rhythm.

My slit feels so incredibly stretched as I add a third finger and wiggle two while one reaches for the one spot that will make my eyes shut tightly and my belly knot in pleasure.

And then it hits me like a tornado, forcing me to sp