Chapter 4
Emma’s POV
I stared up at him, my back still pressed hard against the wall, the cold surface biting into my shoulder blades through the thin t-shirt.
My n*****s throbbed under those rubber clamps, each tiny shift of my chest sending sharp sparks straight down to my c**t like electric shocks that made my p***y clench and leak even more.
I could feel my juices soaking through my panties completely now, the wet fabric sticking to my swollen folds, and a fresh trickle running down the inside of my left thigh all the way to my knee.
My legs were shaking so bad I had to lock my knees to stay standing, but it did not help. Everything inside me was screaming for him.
His fingers were still under my chin, holding my face up so I could not look away from those blue eyes that saw
