I sit on the couch for what feels like forever, when it is probably only a few minutes. The ache between my legs becomes stronger, my core throbs in anticipation as I feel their emotions fishing over me through the bond.
Feeling their arousal makes my thighs slick with need. I close my eyes, hoping I can sleep the feelings off. They are invading my every thought, wondering what exactly they are doing in there. My imagination runs wild with ideas. My eyes squeeze shut tightly, making the feeling of my own arousal impossible to ignore. They are doing it deliberately, trying to make me beg them to be inside me.
Refusing to give them that satisfaction I slide my hand inside my shorts, my panties saturated as my fingers brush over the wet fabric. My fingertips rub my slit through my panties
