Freya could feel it. The boy was still staring at her with that strange gaze, a mix of curiosity and confusion.
But she didn't care anymore.
Gideon had been right. Somehow it excited her even more. It was the same thrill she felt when they did it behind the counter during the party.
The risk, the possibility of being seen, only made everything feel better.
"See? You love it," Gideon said, his breath ragged.
She was tighter than usual, almost greedy, as if the plug had trained her body to cling to him and pull his cock deeper.
"Shit… maybe we should do this more often," he groaned.
Freya quickly shook her head. "No! I might be a pervert, but I don't want everyone to know… just you. That's enough for me."
Even while saying it, her ears turned bright red.
"God, you're really adorable," Gideon muttered.
He suddenly lifted her legs, making her gasp. Instinctively she wrapped them around his back so she wouldn't fall.
