I laughed—dark, amused, my fingers sliding higher, brushing over the lace of her panties—just enough to feel the heat of her pussy beneath. "Mmmmm— Are you sure about that?" My voice was a growl, low and challenging, pushing her buttons—knowing exactly how to make her snap.
Her breath caught, her body tensing—her pride wounded, her jealousy raw, her pussy clenching empty beneath my fingers. "Y-You—" Her voice broke, her eyes burning into mine—desperate, furious, needy.
"When we get to my sister's place..." Her voice was a whisper, shaky but determined. "I will show you exactly how tight I can be."
My lips brushed her ear, my voice a dark, promising growl that sent a shiver down her spine. "Mmmmm— Then prove it." The words dripped with challenge, with promise, with the cold certainty that she couldn't back down—not now, not after that taunt.
