Meadow’s POV:

I’d wanted to leave Alaric flustered but I was the one who ended up feeling hot all over. The only sound in my ears right now was my heavy breathing as I slid my fingers down the fabric of my bra, between my breasts.

My nails grazed over the skin of my stomach as they made their way to my panties.

‘Touch yourself with your panties on.’ The perfect punishment. Alaric wanted me to practically edge myself and not concede to my fingers. How was I going to do this without ...