Tanked: TANKED

by Cheri Lewis

  I hear a hum in the distance and I instantly smile. I know what’s about to happen. He removes his hand and I feel my panties pop slightly against my bottom. The hum gets louder and then he slides his hand back in my panties over my bottom. His hand moves lower with his thumb sliding back inside me. His fingers slip back down over my clit except this time, the added vibration from the bullet makes me lose all conscious thought and give into the sheer ecstasy.

  I cry out as my body releases. I grab the sheets and try to scoot away as he continues to rub my clit and I continue to come, begging, “Please stop.”

  He removes his hand, the bed moves slightly, and I feel him hovering over me. My panties start sliding slowly down my legs as I lay completely sated but I manage to let out a little moan. His was voice full of absolute promise, “Oh cupcake, we’re only getting started.”

  What we are doing is wrong, I know this deep in my soul and every time we are together I promise myself I’ll never let it happen again but I am helpless to stop.