Anonymous
An arousing Presence
Something found Claire and wanted to play...Its happening again, Claire thinks as she lies in bed, suddenly wide awake. She lies still, taking in her surroundings. Its 4am. It is quiet in the house. A faint blue light fills the room, casted by the full moon outside. Her breathing is slightly faster than normal. So is her heartbeat. She becomes aware of her nipples against the silky smooth surface of the duvet. God, they’re hard as rocks, she thinks. She feels the t...
