I could feel Hannah's presence like a physical weight beside the bed, her eyes burning into my naked form with an intensity I could practically taste.
The night lamp cast a golden glow over my body, highlighting every obscene detail - the way my cum still glistened on my skin, the thick veins pulsing along my cock, the faint sheen of sweat from my recent exertions with her mother.
[I need to be quiet...] Hannah's mental voice was thick with tension, her thoughts spiraling with conflicted emotions. [I don't want to wake him up...]But even as she thought it, I could sense her eyes tracing over my body, lingering on the most intimate details.
[Did he come here while I was looking for him...?] Her thoughts grew more confused, her mind racing with possibilities. [But it's impossible...] Her mental voice was thick with growing realization. [If he came out of Mom's room, we would have crossed paths...] The truth settled over her, making her body tremble with forbidden understanding.
