Chapter 2
Elena's Pov
He pushed the panties aside, his finger tracing my bare folds, slick with my juices, circling my entrance but not pushing in, then up to my clit, rubbing so light it was barely there.
The touch sent shocks through me, my body jerking, but it wasn't enough, the light pressure building the ache to unbearable levels.
"Harder, Victor, please," I cried, actual sobs now, tears streaming, my voice raw from begging.
My p***y clenched empty, juices running down to my ass, the bed wet under me.
He's rubbing my clit, but so soft, it's torture, I need rough, need to c*m, but he won't let me, the denial breaking me down.
He lowered his head, pushing my dress up fully, his mouth on my thigh, kissing up toward my p***y.
"You taste so sweet already," he said, his tongue lic
