Clara’s POV
He began moving his finger in and out of me, setting a slow rhythm that had me gasping with each thrust. His thumb continued its assault on my c**t, never letting up the pressure.
When he added a second finger, stretching me wider, I couldn't contain the moan that escaped my lips. He curled his fingers inside me, finding that perfect spot that made my vision blur with pleasure.
His pace increased, his fingers moving faster and harder inside me while his thumb worked my c**t with relentless precision. I could feel myself building toward something incredible, my body tensing with each thrust of his fingers.
Just when I thought I couldn't take any more, he added a third finger, stretching me in a way that was almost too much but somehow perfect. The fullness was incredible, an
