Chapter 2: Building Tension
The air in the club was thick with a mix of anticipation and tension, a palpable energy that seemed to hum beneath the surface. Sarah took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of leather and musk that permeated the room. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, a steady rhythm that matched the slow pulse of the music playing softly in the background.
As she looked around, she noticed that the room had filled up since she'd arrived. People were scattered throughout the space, some sitting alone in their chairs, others engaged in various forms of self-pleasure. The dim lighting cast long shadows across the room, creating an intimate atmosphere that was both comforting and slightly unnerving.
Sarah could feel the weight of Emily's gaze on her as she watched the woman in the corner, her fingers still tracing slow circles on her inner thigh.
"She's so...focused," Emily whispered, her voice barely audible over the soft hum of the music. "It's like she's completely lost in her own world." "It's amazing how present she is. Like she's not just touching herself, but experiencing every sensation, every emotion."
Emily's eyes flicked from Sarah to the woman and back again. "I've never seen anything like it before," she admitted softly. "It's...intense."
Sarah turned to Emily, her eyes filled with curiosity.
"So, Emily, what do you think about that couple over there?"
"It's...intimate," Emily whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.
The couple on the couch was now entwined, their limbs tangled together as they moved in slow, sensuous rhythm. The man's hands were on the woman's hips, guiding her movements as she straddled him, her head thrown back in ecstasy. The woman's hands were on his chest, her fingers tracing patterns on his skin as she rode him slowly, her breath coming in soft gasps.
Sarah watched Emily's reaction, her own body beginning to respond to the scene unfolding before them. She could feel a warmth spreading through her, a slow throb between her legs as she watched the couple's intimate dance.
Emily seemed to be holding her breath, her eyes wide with a mix of awe and apprehension.
"Is it...is it always like this?" Emily asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Sarah turned to her, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "Like what?"
Emily gestured towards the couple, her cheeks flushing a soft pink. "So...intimate. So...open."
Tom leaned forward, his eyes filled with understanding. "It can be. But remember, everyone is different. Some people come here for the exhibitionism, others for the voyeurism. Some come for the sense of community, others for the sense of freedom."
Emily nodded, her eyes still fixed on the couple.
"It's...beautiful," she whispered, her voice filled with wonder. "I've never seen anything like it before."
Sarah smiled at Emily's reaction, her own body still humming with a soft arousal. "It's amazing how much you can learn about yourself and others just by watching," she said softly.
Tom nodded in agreement. "That's one of the things that makes this place so special. It's not just about the physical act, but about the connection, the intimacy, the shared experience." "So, what do I do now?" She seemed to be trying to take everything in, her eyes darting from one scene to another, her grip on her books tightening slightly.
Sarah chuckled softly, understanding Emily's apprehension. "Well, that's entirely up to you. You can just sit here and watch if you want. No one's going to pressure you into anything." "Sarah's right. This is a safe space, Emily. No one's going to rush you into anything you're not comfortable with."
Emily took a deep breath, her eyes scanning the room once more.
Sarah leaned back in her chair, her eyes filled with a mix of curiosity and amusement. "You know, you don't have to do anything right now if you don't want to. We can just sit here and watch for a while." "I know. It's just...it's all so new to me. I've never been in a situation like this before."
Tom smiled warmly at Emily, his eyes filled with understanding. "That's completely normal. It's a lot to take in.
But that's okay. We're all here to explore at our own pace," he reassured her, his voice gentle yet firm.
Emily nodded, her eyes still darting around the room. "So, what do people usually do here? I mean, besides...you know," she said, gesturing vaguely towards the various scenes playing out around them.
Sarah chuckled softly. "Well, like I said, everyone's different. Some people come here to watch, some to participate. Some come to meet new people, others to be alone with their thoughts. Some come for the physical pleasure, others for the emotional connection." Emily nodded, her eyes thoughtful. "So, it's not just about...you know, getting off?" "Not at all. Sure, that can be a part of it, but it's not the only part. For some people, it's about the sense of community, the feeling of belonging to something bigger than themselves. For others, it's about exploring their own desires and fantasies in a safe space." "Like that guy over there," she said, nodding towards a man sitting alone in the corner, a book open on his lap, his eyes closed as he touched himself slowly.
"He's not here to get off. He's here to read and masturbate. It's his way of relaxing, of disconnecting from the world for a while." Emily's eyes widened slightly as she took in the scene. "That's...different," she admitted softly. "But also kind of...beautiful," she added, her voice filled with wonder. Sarah smiled at Emily's reaction. "It is beautiful, isn't it? The way he's completely present in the moment, completely lost in his own world. It's like he's creating his own little universe." Emily's eyes followed the man's slow, deliberate movements as he traced his fingers along the pages of his book, his breath coming in soft, rhythmic gasps. "It's...mesmerizing," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the soft hum of the music.
Sarah nodded in agreement, her eyes never leaving the man in the corner. "It's amazing how different everyone is. How everyone finds their own way to connect with their own desires."
Emily turned to Sarah, her eyes filled with curiosity. What do you like to do here?"
Sarah smiled, her eyes reflecting a mix of amusement and surprise at Emily's directness.
"Well, Emily, I'm not sure I can put it into words," she said, her voice soft yet playful. "It's...intimate. It's about exploring my own desires, my own fantasies in a safe space. It's about being present in the moment, completely open to my own sensations." Emily nodded, her eyes wide with curiosity. "So, what do you like to do here? Do you like to watch? Or do you like to participate?" Sarah chuckled softly, her eyes flicking to the various scenes playing out around them. "I like to do both," she admitted. "Sometimes I like to watch, to take in the different scenes, to learn from others.
Other times, I like to participate, to explore my own desires with others present," Sarah explained, her voice steady and confident.
Emily's eyes widened slightly at Sarah's admission, but she didn't look away. Instead, she seemed to be considering Sarah's words carefully. "So, you're saying that you...you know, touch yourself here? In front of other people?"
Sarah nodded, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "Yes, I do. But it's not just about the physical act.
It's about the connection, the intimacy, the shared experience," Sarah explained, her voice steady and confident. It's about the connection, the intimacy, the shared experience," she explained.
Emily's eyebrows furrowed slightly as she tried to process what Sarah was saying. "But...how does that work?
I mean, aren't you...aren't you embarrassed?"
Sarah chuckled softly, understanding Emily's confusion. "Embarrassed? No, not at all. In fact, it's quite the opposite. There's something incredibly liberating about being open with my desires, about being surrounded by others who are doing the same. It's like we're all here, in this safe space, exploring our own truths together."
Emily's eyes flicked from Sarah to the various scenes playing out around them, her expression thoughtful. "But what about...what about consent?
And boundaries?"
Sarah nodded, her expression turning serious. "Those are incredibly important topics, Emily. This club has strict rules about consent and boundaries. Everyone here is expected to respect each other's personal space and comfort levels. Before any interaction, we always ask for explicit consent. And if at any point someone feels uncomfortable or wants to stop, all they have to do is say so."
Emily seemed to consider this for a moment before nodding slowly. "That makes sense. I've never had to think about these things before."
Sarah reached out and gently squeezed Emily's arm. "That's okay, Emily.
It's a new experience for all of us," Sarah reassured her. "But remember, it's all about communication and respect. If you ever feel uncomfortable or unsure about something, just ask. That's what we're here for." "So, what happens if someone says no? Or if they don't want to participate?"
Sarah smiled warmly at Emily's question. "Then we respect their wishes. It's as simple as that. No one is forced to do anything they don't want to. That's the beauty of this place - it's all about choice and consent."
Emily nodded slowly, her expression thoughtful.
"That's okay, Emily. It's a new experience for all of us," Sarah reassured her.
She seemed to be trying to process everything she'd seen and heard so far.
"So, you're saying that everyone here is just...open about their desires? That they're not afraid to explore them in front of others?" Emily asked, her voice filled with a mix of awe and disbelief.
Sarah nodded, her eyes reflecting a sense of calm and acceptance. "That's exactly right. This club is all about creating a safe space where people can explore their desires without judgment or fear of rejection. It's about embracing our sexuality openly and honestly."
Emily's gaze drifted back to the various scenes around them. She watched as a woman in a nearby chair slowly removed her shirt, revealing a pair of firm breasts.
She cupped them in her hands, her fingers tracing circles around her nipples. Emily felt a warmth spread through her as she watched the woman's fingers move, her breath hitching slightly as she touched herself.
"Does that make you uncomfortable?" Sarah asked softly, noticing Emily's gaze.
Emily hesitated before answering, "No, not really. It's just...different. I've never seen anything like this before."
Sarah smiled gently. "That's okay. But remember, everyone here is doing what feels right for them. No one is here to judge or pressure you."
Emily nodded, her eyes still fixed on the woman.
"I can see that. It's just...I never realized there were places like this, where people could be so open about their desires." "Well, it's not exactly something you learn about in school. But it's amazing how liberating it can be, to be surrounded by people who are open and honest about their sexuality."
Emily turned to Sarah, her expression thoughtful. "So, have you always been...open like this? About your sexuality, I mean?"
Sarah considered Emily's question for a moment before answering. "Not always. It took me a while to get comfortable with my own desires, to understand what I wanted and how to express it.
I grew up in a conservative household, where sex was never talked about openly. It was something that was done behind closed doors, something to be ashamed of. It took me a long time to realize that my desires were valid, that they were a part of who I was, and that there was nothing wrong with exploring them.
I remember the first time I came to this club. I was nervous, my heart pounding in my chest as I walked through the door. I had no idea what to expect, no idea what I would find inside. But as I looked around, I saw people of all shapes and sizes, all ages and backgrounds, all here for the same reason - to explore their desires in a safe and supportive environment.
I saw a woman in her fifties, her gray hair cropped short, her eyes closed as she touched herself slowly and deliberately. I saw a young man, barely out of his teens, his eyes wide with wonder as he watched the scene around him unfold. I saw couples, threesomes, even a small group of friends, all lost in their own worlds, their own pleasures.
And as I watched, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. This was a place where I could be myself, where I could explore my own desires without fear of judgment or rejection. I took a deep breath, feeling my body relax as I let go of my inhibitions and allowed myself to be present in the moment.
I watched as the woman in the corner continued to touch herself, her fingers moving in slow, deliberate circles around her clit. Her breath came in soft gasps, her body arching slightly as she lost herself in her own pleasure.
I could feel a warmth spreading through me, a slow throb between my legs as I watched her. I had never seen anything like this before, never experienced anything like this. It was intoxicating, this sense of freedom and liberation that filled the air.
I glanced over at Emily, who was watching the scene with wide-eyed curiosity. She seemed mesmerized, her body tense as she took in the sight before her.
"It's...different," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the soft hum of the music.
Sarah smiled gently, understanding Emily's apprehension. "It's okay to feel that way. It's all new to you.
Emily nodded, her eyes still fixed on the woman in the corner. "Well, like I said before, everyone's different.
Emily's gaze flicked from Sarah to the various scenes playing out around them. I mean, besides...you know," she said, gesturing vaguely towards the various scenes. But let me give you an example. See that couple over there?" She nodded towards a pair sitting on a couch in the corner, engaged in a heated make-out session.
The man's hands were on the woman's waist, pulling her closer as she straddled him, her hands tangled in his hair. Their breaths were coming in ragged gasps, their bodies pressed tightly together.
"See how they're touching each other? They're not just kissing or making out, they're exploring each other's bodies. They're learning what feels good for each other," Sarah explained.
Emily watched as the woman's hands moved from the man's hair to his chest, tracing the muscles beneath his shirt. The man groaned softly, his hands moving to her thighs, pulling her even closer.
"It's...intimate," Emily whispered, her cheeks flushing slightly.
Sarah nodded. "Yes, it is.
And it's not just about the physical touch. It's about the connection, the intimacy, the shared experience. It's about communicating with your body, with your partner, about understanding each other's desires and boundaries."
Emily's eyes widened as she watched the couple on the couch. The woman's hands moved lower, tracing the line of the man's belt before unbuckling it and sliding it off. The man's breath hitched as she unzipped his jeans and slipped her hand inside, her fingers wrapping around his hardness.
"It's...amazing," Emily whispered, her voice filled with a mix of awe and envy.
Sarah smiled, understanding Emily's reaction. "It is.
It's like they're speaking a language that only they understand, a language of touch and sensation," Sarah said, her voice soft yet filled with admiration.
Emily's eyes flicked from the couple to Sarah, her expression thoughtful. "So, how do you know what to do? How do you know what feels good for someone else?" "It's all about communication and observation. You watch how they react to your touch, how their body responds. You listen to their breath, their moans, their words. And you adjust accordingly."
Emily nodded slowly, her eyes still fixed on the couple. "But what if you're not sure?
What if you're not experienced enough to know what to do?" Emily asked, her voice filled with uncertainty. No one expects you to be an expert right away. That's what this place is for - learning and exploring together. And if you ever feel unsure or uncomfortable, you can always ask for guidance. There are people here who are more experienced and can help you navigate the situation."
Emily nodded slowly, her eyes still fixed on the couple on the couch.
"But what if you're not sure? What if you're not experienced enough to know what to do?" she asked, her voice filled with uncertainty.
Sarah leaned back in her chair, her eyes reflecting a sense of calm and understanding. "No one expects you to be an expert right away, Emily.
There are people here who are more experienced and can help you navigate the situation," Sarah reassured her.
"And remember, it's all about consent and communication. If you ever feel unsure or uncomfortable, all you have to do is say so. No one is going to pressure you into anything you're not ready for."
Emily took a deep breath, her eyes still fixed on the couple on the couch. She watched as the woman's hand moved lower, her fingers wrapping around the man's hardness. The man groaned softly, his hips bucking slightly as she began to stroke him slowly.
The woman's breath hitched, her body pressing closer to his as she felt his hardness grow against her palm.
Emily watched, her eyes wide with curiosity and a hint of envy. "They seem so...comfortable with each other," she whispered. "They do. And that's the beauty of it. They're not afraid to be open about their desires, about what feels good for them. They're communicating, exploring each other's boundaries and limits." "So, how do you know when you're ready to...you know, participate? With someone else, I mean." "It's different for everyone.
Some people come here and feel ready to participate right away. Others take their time, watching and learning before they feel comfortable enough to join in. The key is to listen to your own body and your own desires," Sarah explained, her voice steady and reassuring. The man groaned softly, his hips bucking slightly as she began to stroke him slowly.
The woman's breath hitched, her body pressing closer to his as she felt his hardness grow against her palm.
The man's eyes fluttered closed, his head falling back as he gave himself over to the sensation. Emily watched, her heart pounding in her chest as she felt a warmth spread through her body.
Sarah noticed Emily's reaction and smiled gently. "It's okay to feel that way," she said softly. "It's all new to you.
Emily took a deep breath, trying to process everything she was seeing and feeling. She looked around the room, taking in the various scenes playing out around her.
A woman in the corner was using a vibrator, her eyes closed in concentration as she chased her own pleasure. A man nearby was watching her, his hand slowly moving up and down his own length as he took in the sight.
Emily turned back to Sarah, her eyes wide with curiosity. Besides watching, I mean."
Sarah chuckled softly, her eyes reflecting a mix of amusement and mischief. "Well, Emily, I've tried a little bit of everything. But one of my favorite things to do is give and receive pleasure with others."
Emily's eyebrows shot up in surprise.
"Really? You mean...you've had sex with other people here?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Sarah laughed softly, shaking her head. "Not just sex, Emily. Like I said, it's about so much more than that. And no, I haven't had sex with everyone here. But I have explored my desires with others, in ways that felt safe and comfortable for me."
Emily's eyes widened as she took in Sarah's words. "But...what about...you know, protection? And STDs?" she asked, her voice filled with concern. "That's a valid concern, Emily. And it's something that we take very seriously here.
Before any sexual activity, we always use barriers like condoms or dental dams. And we also get regular STI tests to keep ourselves and our partners safe. It's all about communication and consent, Emily. We talk openly about our boundaries, our desires, and our health status before anything happens." I've just never had to think about these things before."
Sarah smiled gently at Emily. But remember, it's all about exploring at your own pace. No one is going to pressure you into anything."
Emily took a deep breath, her eyes flicking back to the couple on the couch.
They were now fully entwined, their bodies pressed together as they moved in sync. The woman's hands were tangled in the man's hair, her legs wrapped around his waist as he held her close, his hands cupping her ass.
"That looks...intense," Emily whispered, her voice filled with a mix of awe and apprehension.
Sarah nodded, her eyes reflecting a sense of understanding and empathy. But it's also incredibly intimate and connecting. They're not just having sex, Emily. They're communicating, exploring each other's bodies and desires.
It's not just about the physical act, but about the connection and the shared experience."
Emily watched as the couple on the couch moved in sync, their bodies pressed tightly together. The man's hands were on the woman's hips, guiding her as she moved against him. The woman's head was thrown back, her mouth open in a silent cry of pleasure as she rode him.
Emily felt a warmth spread through her as she watched them, a slow throb between her legs as she felt a sudden surge of desire. She shifted in her seat, trying to find a comfortable position as she felt a growing wetness between her thighs.
Sarah noticed Emily's discomfort and smiled gently.
But remember, everyone here is here to explore their own desires in a safe and supportive environment.
Emily took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart. "I just...I never thought I'd be in a place like this," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's okay to feel overwhelmed," she said reassuringly. "But try to remember that everyone here is going through their own journey.
And we're all here to support each other," Sarah added, her voice soft yet filled with a sense of wisdom and understanding.
Emily nodded, her eyes still fixed on the couple on the couch.
"That looks...fucking hot," Emily whispered, her voice filled with a mix of awe and desire. Sarah chuckled softly, her eyes reflecting a sense of amusement and mischief. "It is, isn't it?
There's something incredibly erotic about watching others lose themselves in pleasure," Sarah said, her voice low and sultry. Emily nodded, her eyes still fixed on the couple, her breath coming in short gasps. "Have you ever...you know, with someone else here?" Sarah turned to Emily, her eyes reflecting a mix of mischief and desire. "Yes, I have. And it was fucking incredible," she admitted, her voice filled with a raw, primal hunger. Emily's eyes widened, her heart pounding in her chest as she took in Sarah's words. What was it like?" she asked, her voice filled with a mix of curiosity and envy.
"Well, Emily, it was intense. I was with a guy, let's call him Jake. We'd been watching each other for a few weeks, building up this sexual tension. One night, we both ended up in the same room at the same time, and we just...exploded." Sarah's voice was low and sultry, her eyes gleaming with the memory.
Emily leaned in closer, her eyes wide with anticipation. "What happened?" she whispered.
Sarah took a deep breath, her eyes never leaving Emily's. "We started making out, right there in front of everyone.
His hands were all over me, squeezing my tits, grabbing my ass. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my thigh, and I fucking loved it. I wanted more," Sarah said, her voice filled with a raw, primal hunger.
Emily's breath hitched as she listened to Sarah's words, her own body responding to the explicit details. "What did you do?"
Sarah smirked, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "I pushed him back onto the couch and straddled him. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my pussy through our clothes, and it felt fucking amazing.
I ground myself against him, feeling the friction against my clit, driving me wild with desire.
Jake's hands moved to my hips, pulling me closer as he thrust up into me. I moaned loudly, my head falling back as I felt him fill me completely. The room was filled with the sounds of our moans and the wet slapping of our bodies coming together.
I looked around the room, seeing other couples and individuals lost in their own pleasures. Some were watching us, their eyes filled with lust and envy. Others were too lost in their own worlds to notice us at all.
I turned back to Jake, my eyes locked onto his as I began to move my hips in slow, deliberate circles.
I could feel his hardness pressing against me, and I wanted more. I wanted to feel him inside me, filling me completely.
"Fuck, Sarah," Jake groaned, his hands gripping my hips tightly as I rode him slowly. "You feel so fucking good."
I leaned down, my lips brushing against his ear as I whispered, "I want you to fuck me hard, Jake. I want you to make me come all over your cock."
Jake's grip on my hips tightened, and he flipped us over so that he was on top. He looked down at me, his eyes filled with a primal hunger as he began to thrust into me with a fierce intensity.
I gasped, my body arching off the couch as he filled me completely. The room was filled with the sound of our bodies coming together, the wet slapping of our skin as he pounded into me.
"Fuck, you feel so good," Jake groaned, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he continued to fuck me.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer as I met his thrusts with my own. I could feel every inch of him, stretching me, filling me completely. My hands moved to his back, my nails digging into his skin as I held on for dear life.
"Harder," I moaned, my voice filled with a raw, primal hunger.
"Fuck me harder, Jake."
Jake growled, his hips slamming into me with a fierce intensity. My body was on fire, my skin sensitive to every touch, every thrust.
I looked down between our bodies, watching as his cock disappeared inside me, only to reappear glistening and coated with my wetness. The sight of it sent a fresh wave of desire coursing through me, and I moaned loudly, my head falling back as I gave myself over to the sensation.
Jake's hands moved to my tits, squeezing them roughly as he continued to fuck me.
I moaned loudly, my body arching off the couch as he filled me completely.
"Fuck, you're so tight," Jake groaned, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he continued to fuck me. "I can feel every inch of you." "Fuck me harder." I moaned, my voice echoing through the room as I gripped Jake's shoulders, my nails digging into his skin. "I want to feel you deep inside me."
Jake's eyes flashed with a primal hunger as he leaned down, his lips brushing against mine in a fierce kiss. His tongue invaded my mouth, tangling with mine as he continued to pound into me with a relentless intensity. The room was filled with the sounds of our bodies coming together, the wet slapping of our skin as he pounded into me.
My hands moved to his ass, gripping the firm muscles as I pulled him closer, urging him to go even deeper.
"Fuck me, Jake," I moaned, my voice filled with a raw, primal hunger. "Make me come all over your cock." I could feel his body tensing, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he chased his own release. I wrapped my legs around his waist, locking my ankles together as I met his thrusts with my own.
"Come inside me, Jake," I whispered, my voice filled with a desperate need.
"I want to feel you come inside me."
Jake's eyes flashed with a primal hunger as he looked down at me, his body tensing as he chased his own release. "Fuck, Sarah," he groaned, his voice ragged with desire.
He reached down between our bodies, his fingers finding my clit and rubbing it in slow, deliberate circles. I gasped, my body arching off the couch as a fresh wave of pleasure coursed through me.
"Come with me, Sarah," Jake growled, his voice filled with a raw, primal hunger.
"Come with me now."
I could feel my body tensing, my muscles coiling tightly as I chased my own release. Jake's fingers continued to rub my clit in slow, deliberate circles, driving me wild with desire.
"Fuck, Jake," I moaned, my voice filled with a desperate need. "I'm so close."
Jake's thrusts became more urgent, more intense as he chased his own release. I could feel his body tensing, his muscles coiling tightly as he prepared to come.
"Come with me, Sarah," he groaned, his voice ragged with desire.
"Come inside me, Jake," I whispered, my voice filled with a raw, primal hunger.
I could feel the tension building inside me, my body on the brink of release.
His thrusts became more urgent, more intense as he chased his own release.
I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist, pulling him closer as I met his thrusts with my own.
Our bodies were slick with sweat, the sound of our skin slapping together filling the room. I could feel the tension building inside me, my muscles coiling tightly as I chased my own release.
"Fuck, Sarah," Jake groaned, his voice ragged with desire.
I moaned in response, my body arching off the couch as he filled me completely. His fingers continued to rub my clit, driving me wild with desire.
"Come with me, Sarah," he growled, his voice ragged with desire. His fingers continued to rub my clit in slow, deliberate circles, driving me wild with desire.
"You feel so good." Jake's voice was a low growl, his body trembling with the effort of holding back his release. I could feel his cock throbbing inside me, stretching me to the limit.
"Fuck me harder," I moaned, my voice filled with a desperate need.
Jake's eyes flashed with a primal hunger as he looked down at me, his body tensing as he prepared to come.
"You feel so good," I moaned, my voice filled with a desperate need.
Jake's eyes flashed with a primal hunger as he looked down at me, his body trembling with the effort of holding back his release. "Fuck me harder," I begged, my voice filled with a raw, primal hunger.
"You want it harder?" he growled, his voice ragged with desire.
I nodded eagerly, my body arching off the couch as I met his thrusts with my own. "Yes," I moaned.
Jake's hips snapped forward, his cock filling me completely as he pounded into me with a fierce intensity.
The room was filled with the sound of our bodies coming together, the wet slapping of our skin echoing off the walls.
"Fuck, yes," I moaned, my voice filled with a raw, primal hunger. "Just like that."
Jake's fingers continued to rub my clit, driving me wild with desire.
"Come with me, Sarah," Jake growled, his voice ragged with desire.