In reply, he lifts his hand and turns his head and spits onto his fingertips. I jump at the sound. It’s rude, the gesture even ruder. It might also be the hottest thing I’ve ever witnessed. Now he’s reaching between us, reaching between my legs. He presses the pad of his thumb against my underwear. Another dark chuckle. “May not even need this, huh, honey?” “Maybe no—
AHHHHH
