Chapter 38: The First Heroine (4) *

Chapter 38: The First Heroine (4) *

I guided her toward the bed, and she went willingly, her legs still trembling like jelly. But even as she moved, I could see her hands fidgeting with the hem of her bra, not out of nervousness this time, but raw, desperate anticipation. She kept glancing back at me over her shoulder with a hazy, half-lidded stare, a small, almost drunk smile on her swollen lips, like she couldn’t quite believe this was happening.

When the backs of her knees hit the mattress, she let herself fall onto it into a seated position, looking up at me with those glossy, pleading eyes, her chest rising and falling beneath the sheer white mesh.

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