Even with all the blood rushing inside me, filling my heart, ears, and pussy, I could hear the approaching footsteps and voices in the distance growing louder. Another minute or two, and we wouldn’t be alone. Hearing them, too, Houston began to pull away. “No,” I moaned, grabbing the back of his shirt and keeping him inside of me. “I don’t care if we get caught. Don’t stop.” He stared at me as he debated the consequences before giving in like I knew he would.
