His hand plunges between my tight legs and he inserts two fingers into my pussy. I let out a loud moan at how good they feel against my tingling skin. My hips move on his fingers as pleasure spreads through my body. My mind starts to go blank. "James…fuck," I whisper. "Someone is going to hear us." Like most New York City apartments, my walls are paper-thin. "Let them. I want to hear you anyway."
