Lyra

“Rylan…” My voice trailed off as I felt his fingers on my thigh.

He rubbed his fingers so lightly on my skin, I had goosebumps instantly.

Rylan continued to tease me and move his hands upward and in between my thighs. My breath hitched as I felt his every touch.

A voice inside me told me to slap his hand off and walk away but another voice told me to stay and have him.

And the voice that told me to stay was louder than the one that told me to go. I wanted this for as long as I ...