the first time she bit my neck I think we were maybe both a little surprised at the sound I made- a cross between a moan and a whimper, and not a quiet one, either. I could feel the smirk spread across her lips still pressed to my neck, and then she murmured "oh? that good, is it? wonder how wet you'd be now, if I-" and her hand slides into my underwear. desperate, needy, I tilt my hips up towards her hand, thighs twitching as she ghosts her fingers past my clit to circle my entrance. "you're soaked, my girl" she coos into my neck, and I nod frantically, chasing her hand with my pelvis, aching for the friction of her touch. "let's just see now" she says, almost to herself. which is the all the warning I get before her teeth sink into my neck again, harder even than before while two of her fingers press deep into me, curling upward. this time I think my wail might shatter the window glass
