An Affair

Anders suddenly put a hand on her wrist, stopping her before she went any further. She looked at him with a question in her eyes, but Anders smirked and started walking, making her take steps backward until the back of her legs hit the bed.

He pulled her to him with such speed that Veil barely had time to react before he slammed her lips on hers. Snaking his hands on her thighs, his hand met her damp panties and he reveled in the feeling.

“Do you know how many times I’ve imagined doing this?” He drawled, moving her panties sideways, and sliding one finger deep inside her.

Veil bit back a moan as she pushed her hips towards him provocatively, griding fast and hard.

Anders loved every bit of it.

He turned her around, and swept her hair to one corner, bringing down her zip slowly, his hands playing with her bare skin every second. The dress fell to the ground easily, and Veil stepped out of it, feeling self-conscious.

“Sophia definitely looks a million times better than I do,” she