Page 66 of Make You Wish You Were Dead

"On the plane."

"And what was the book about?"

I can see Jane's cheeks turn a darker shade again and she gives a small, shy smile.

She turns around and I can't help but smile at her and walk up to her. She walks back until her back hits the large bookshelf against the wall. There is almost no space left between us and I can feel how fast her heart is beating.

"Rowan-"

"Tell me. What was it about?" I say with urgency.

"No. It's embarrassing," she says, still having a shy smile on her face and not looking directly in my eyes.

My little fawn reads about sex.

Cute.

"Tell me. What happened in one of the chapters?" I ask her, leaning into her and placing one of my hands on her hip and the other touching her hair, wrapping a small curly strand around my finger.

Jane swallows before looking up at me. "Well, in one chapter she and the guy are trying to hide from the cops because they got caught so they decide to hide in this small store."

"Mhmm," I hum, letting her know I am listening while I continue to touch a strand of her hair and stroke my thumb across her stomach, underneath her shirt.

"And then the guy asks the girl, ‘Do you want to play a game? It'll be fun.’ and she said yes."

"And what was the game?" I ask, now putting my entire hand under her shirt and touching her stomach.

"The quiet game, he said. If she makes any noise then he told her he would stop."

"Stop doing what?"

"Touching her," Jane whispers, her voice laced with lust.

"And how was he touching her?" I trail my hand down her stomach and unbutton her jeans.

All Jane does is look down at my hand and continue breathing heavily. "He was touching her thighs and breasts before putting his hand down her pants and cupping her."

"Did she like it?" I ask, now putting my hand down her jeans and cupping her through her underwear.

I can feel how warm and wet she was just from the outside of her underwear.

"Yea." she says, her voice filled with lust. "He liked how she felt and she liked that. She felt like she was finally seen when he touched her."

"What else did he do, Jane?" My head dips down so that my lips are right next to her ear.

My other hand is now on her waist.

"After he found she was wet, he then started to stroke her through her underwear and then played with her breasts." Instead of stroking Jane through her underwear I slip my hand beneath her underwear and her hands go to my arms to hold onto me. "Rowan," Jane let out. "You can't do that here-"

"You want me to show you fun?" Jane nods her head. "Tell me what else happened," I demand while playing with her folds, spreading her wetness all over her.

God she feels like heaven.

"Then he, uh, he started to rub her through her underwear faster until she was on edge."

"Did he keep edging her?" I start to kiss Jane's neck, licking and nipping at her neck, leaving marks.

Jane nods her head and I finally slip two fingers inside her. "Rowan." She trails her hand in my hair as I continue to kiss her neck. She grips onto my hand and pulls me away so that she could kiss me.