Chapter 80

Freya’s Pov

‘I moaned as I pushed his head further, holding it in place. My head kicked back and I grabbed the bed sheet from pleasure, his tongue connected again with my throbbing inside and heaved a——’

“Freya!” I heard a faint voice,

“Freya!” they doubled, breaking through the edge and reaching out for me, I snapped my shut from my reverie.

Shit, I was drooling.

“Yeah I'm listening, I can hear you,” I quickly said.

“Are you that nervous about the speech?” Rachael asked with a smile.

“What? Yes yes,” I nodded

“Were you practicing it in your head? You seemed gone,” she noted.

“Yes, I was practicing it,” I lied, yeah I was practicing how I would writhe under a certain person’s touch.

“I can smell you,” the person leaned in from my side and whispered.

I felt all the colors in my body gather in my cheek, sparking fireflies in my stomach.

“What?”

“Shhhh,” he made a moaning sound in my ears and I felt fire in between my thighs.

‘Who said he was innocent, the person couldn't have been more