Ch 31. Two Women and a Strawberry

“I’m going to release you,” I whisper as I pull my hand away from her mouth. “Please, don’t make a sound, Naomi.”

Still confused, she shakes her head. Her eyes flicker back and forth around the room, examining it for any potential threats. I feel a pang of guilt for making her so tense.

To really emphasize that staying silent is so important, I lay my index finger over her lips, keeping it there for a few seconds, before gesturing toward the slightly ajar door.

Her eyebrows draw together in a worried expression as she takes a long breath. After a moment, she nods.

I let go of her and step away.

Naomi stares at me, her confusion evident in her wide eyes. She moves her hands towards her chest and touches her breasts, ensuring that her clothing is properly straightened. She is much shorter than me, and from my vantage point, her cleavage is right on display. I want to stare at her barely covered tits, but two women and a strawberry fill every corner of my mind.

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