Chapter 32

• Nolen's finger slipped out of my pussy coated with my wet, moist juices and I think we both knew at that moment that something shifted, and it wasn't just my panties. I couldn't hold his gaze because I knew it. I felt that something had changed.
• For the most part, we avoided looking at each other, but we knew we'd have to talk about it because this couldn't happen again.
• Nolen pressed his hands on both sides of the table and pushed against it, using the momentum to lift himself off me. I noticed as he walked away that his middle finger was bent inward as if to hide his wet finger.