I raised an eyebrow, my voice teasing, dark. "Down where…?" I pressed my fingers a little harder into her asscheek, feeling the scar beneath the fabric, the heat of her skin seeping into my touch.
"Here…?" I murmured, my voice a whisper, my fingers circling the area, lingering just above her asshole.
Jayden whimpered, her body trembling, her voice a trembling whisper. "It's… it's where you're sitting…" Her fingers clenched into the sheets, her knuckles white, as she braced herself for my reaction.
I chuckled, the sound dark and amused, my cock pulsing at her words. "Ah…" I murmured, my fingers pressing a little harder into her asscheek, feeling the scar beneath the fabric.
"Well… we can't have that… can we…?" My voice was innocent, but my mind was anything but. The thought of her scarred asscheek, of my cock pressing against it, sent a jolt of lust through me.
