Caught
I leaned against the wall, fingers between my legs, head back and eyes closed as the thought of him and his rough hands ran through my mind. The thought of them on my body and doing what I was doing making me wet and achy. I moaned and didn't hear the door open. I had one hand under my skirt, panties to the side and the other holding it up so I could play with my wet flesh. “Good god girl, are you trying to kill me?” I heard from a roughened voice close to me. My eyes slammed open as I realized he stood in front of me watching my hand between my legs. I gasped and yanked my hand away in horror that he caught me. I stepped to the side and he followed. “Show me your hand” he growled at me. I slowly showed him the hand that was between my legs. He gripped my wrist and lifted my fingers to his mouth; sucking them clean one by one causing me to clench in delight. “ Mmmm you taste like honey…” he said turning my hand so he could bite the pad of my pinky. I sucked in a breath and tighten