CHAPTER 20. THE BRUTAL EDUCATION
ELODIE'S POV
God, it feels so strong.
It feels like an invisible, powerful wave, shaped like a colossal, crushing hand, has closed around my body, holding me captive and moving me against my will. It's the same terrifying, intoxicating sensation as before, making me feel things I shouldn’t—things that are utterly wrong and yet terrifyingly right. Every nerve ending in my body screams, as if fire has engulfed my very essence. A sharp, undeniable heat pools low in my belly. My n*****s tighten and peak against the fabric of my clothes, immediate and betrayed. My p***y begins to throb and pulsate, aching with that deep, dark, visceral need to feel him buried inside me again, to feel my lips wrapped tight around him, consuming him.
He watches me, a low, arr
