C17 Chapter 17: Phone
The Hills by the Weeknd was playing in the background, the melody resounding in my head. His hand that rested on my neck glided down over my breast, feeling my hardened nipple. He groaned and his hand was lowering to my lower back where my shirt had ridden up. His fingers touched bare skin and he growled, putting his head in my neck and inhaling deeply. His hand widened on my back