For one suspended moment, there was only the sound of her ragged breathing. Then her face twisted in absolute horror as she stared down at herself. "N-No... no, no, NO—!" Her hands flew to cover the damning evidence, but it was far too late. The wet spot was obvious, glaring, and from the way her face burned crimson, she knew I'd seen everything.
"D-Don't—!" Her voice cracked, high-pitched with panic. She tried to press her thighs together, but that only made the damp fabric cling more obscenely. "Don't look! Don't you DARE look!"
I didn't even try to hide my smirk. "Too late," I murmured, my voice thick with dark amusement. "Already saw it all, Sister Yuko. Every. Little. Detail."
Her face contorted in humiliation. "You—! You PERVERT!" She bolted off the bed with such force she nearly tripped over her own feet. The sudden movement only made her dress ride up slightly, giving me another flash of her thighs—still glistening, still flushed with arousal.
