"Perv!" she squeaked, scrambling backward until her spine hit the bedroom wall. Her legs gave out. She was on her butt, her bare feet splaying on the floorboards, her tail curling tight around itself.
Alex took another step, then another. His eyes were still burning red, heavy and unfocused, locked onto her. His breathing pulled ragged through his nose, and the air around him rolled off his skin in hot waves.
He stopped right in front of her, close enough that she had to tilt her head all the way back to look at his face. Close enough that the heavy, rigid strain of his cock pressing against the grey fabric of his sweatpants was inches from her nose.
Liza's pink eyes shook, they dropped to the bulge, then back up, then back down. Her breath went shallow, her creamy pale thighs pressed together, her small hands placed flat against the floorboards behind her, fingers trembling.
