SIANNA TIGHTENED her hold on Eliezer’s neck even more as he lifted her up and stood right in the middle of the jacuzzi.
She couldn’t help but pull her face away, a mixture of fear and anticipation racing through her.
“W-what are you doing? Why do you have to stand?” she hissed.
“Are you scared?” he asked, his voice teasing.
Her lips parted in a startled gasp as, in the very spot he was standing, she felt the brush of him against her in a way that made her knees weak.
“E-Eliezer,” she scolded, her voice trembling, nearly whining.
“I’m not letting go,” he assured her, steady and unwavering, even as he continued his daring claim on her body. There seemed to be no stopping him.
A strange, thrilling sensation coursed through her as he held her up like that, defying gravity, defying every
