Owning Amaryllis part 7
[“I’m expecting some packages today. Be careful.”] [“If you want to play with yourself, do it on the couch so I can watch.”] Amaryllis read the last text over and over again, an uneasy feeling growing in the pit of her stomach. She wasn’t sure what she had gotten herself into by giving into her desires with Carter. Not only had she left him fuck her this morning—and wanted him to do so!—she even followed his demand that she not clean herself up from their session this morning. She didn’t know why, not like he could have known or done anything about it if she had, but she simply pulled on her underwear and changed into shorts and a big t-shirt. She felt it leaking from her all afternoon, soaking into her underwear: a constant …