Page 185 of Intense

“Is this what you need?” I ask, sliding my fingers across her wetness.

“Y-yes.”

As I sink two fingers inside of her, she gushes all over my hand.

“So, the fear of death really does make you soaked, doesn’t it?”

“Y-yes.”

Fuck. She’s so perfect for me. It’s such a shame we’ve ended up like this.

I get her close to the edge, her moans filling the room. And then I stop. But I don’t withdraw.

“I’d like to know about your parents, Stephanie.”

She freezes up.

“W-what? Why?”

I slowly start to pull them out. I’ve hit a nerve with her.

“This is part of our trial. Learning about each other. Pasts are very important, and time is of the essence.”

Although, I have no intentions of revealing more about myself to her. I thought she deserved that part of me.

“Fine. Fine!” she cries out.

“My parents are in jail for murder. They got life. I haven’t seen them since I was twelve. I was in the foster system. I moved around a lot and finally settled here when I got into med school.”

I push my fingers back in and curl them on her G-spot as a reward.

“Fuck,” she cries out.

“Good girl.”

I know that’s the truth. Because I know all about her parents’ murder spree. A case of desperation. Her father was being suedand on the brink of losing everything. So they poisoned the claimants and got caught.

I feel for her. And this is where her abandonment wound shows. Why she pushes herself so hard to be independent.

The career, being top of her class, never having a boyfriend. It all is her attempt to keep her heart safe.

It’s exactly how I’ve protected myself too.

Circling her clit with my thumb, I give her a few seconds of pleasure.

“Now. I’d like to know why my wife is a stripper. You have the money, the career. Why did you start, and why do you still do it now?”

I keep gently gliding in and out of her, making her legs start to tremble.

“You’re so close to a relief, temptress. Answer this and I’ll give it to you with my mouth.”

She sucks in a breath and pauses. The timer is ticking away.

“I had to pay for school. I had scholarships, but that didn’t cover everything I needed to live. It was quick and easy cash.”

Makes sense, but I know there is more. I’m close though.

“Just dancing alone gave you enough cash? You must have been something special.”