...She’s supposed to be reading, but the book lies open on her lap while one hand slips beneath her skirt. A slow exhale as two fingers circle that slick heat before pulling back—just enough to tease. The vibrator hums low against her thigh, secret under loose fabric. She bites down on her lip when it gets too much, then glances at the half-open door like she wants you to see. That’s when it happens: a gasp so quiet you almost miss it, followed by a shudder that rocks through her whole body...
