I followed Julie closely, my body nearly pressing against hers, the heat of my raging hard-on seeping through my pants and burning against her ass.
As she reached the kitchen, I moved in even closer, my hot breath washing over her neck like a wave of pure lust. I could feel her entire body shiver in response, her breath hitching with that delicious mix of fear and arousal that made my cock throb painfully.
With agonizing slowness, I reached out and hooked my fingers into the hem of Julie's scandalously short shorts. The fabric was sinfully soft against my fingertips, but nothing compared to the scorching heat of her bare skin beneath. I could feel the dampness already gathering between her ass cheeks as I began to tug the fabric down.
[Jack... no...] Julie's mental voice was a desperate whimper, but I could taste the lie in it - the way her thoughts trembled with excitement even as she protested. [Hannah is right there... she'll see...]
