STORY 20: FUCKING ON SCREEN, BUT WITH MY BROTHER (I)

Chapter 1 Charlotte’s POV I whined down the window of my room, the night air slipping in, but it did nothing to cool me down. My body was on fire. I grabbed my phone, walked back toward my seat—the seat where I had fucked myself over and over with my dildo, pretending it was whoever was on my screen. My pussy was already wet just from thinking about it. The ache between my legs was unbearable, throbbing, begging. A knock on my door made me freeze. I almost cursed out loud. “Charlotte?” My mum’s voice. Fuck. I dropped the dildo on my bed and walked to the door, face twisted in annoyance. My core was screaming, my clit was throbbing, and of all times, my mum had to show up now. I opened the door with a fake smile. “Hmm?” She looked at me, like she always did, with that casual tone that made me feel invisible. “Are you okay? I’m going out, so make sure to look after your brother.” There it was again. My stomach twisted with annoyance so sharp it almost killed my horniness. Always the fuck