She jumps at the first touch, and I almost pause, but then her hands reach for me, begging me to move closer. So I do. I shift so just the tip, just the first inch is pressing into her. But then she reaches for me again. And with one thrust, I bury myself balls deep into Maddie’s heat. The scream that leaves her mouth is pure ecstasy. And I know I should hate myself for the pride I feel at that sound, but the devil on my shoulder is cheering, gesturing towards the wall Maddie shares with her neighbor. So I thrust again. And again and again.
