“I want to know if that makes you wet,” he whispered in my ear. “I want to put my fingers to your pussy and know if the idea of having both of us turns you on as much as it does for me. You wet for us, Kara?” His hand slid between us so agonizingly slowly I wanted to scream. He was giving me every opportunity to stop him, but I just wanted him to get there faster. “Yes,” I murmured.
