Chapter 3
I tasted blood from where I bit his lip too hard earlier, but he just kissed deeper, groaning into my mouth, his fingers never stopping their assault inside me, curling to hit that spot that made my toes curl.
“I want to feel your p***y sliding on my c**k, Elara, get it nice and slick for me,” he grunted, pulling his hand free suddenly, the emptiness making me whine, but then he shoved his sweats down with his other hand, his d**k springing out, thick and veined, the head flushed dark and shiny with pre-c*m beading at the slit.
It was bigger than I imagined, curving slightly, and I stared for a second, my mouth going dry even as my p***y clenched in anticipation.
I didn’t hesitate, pushing my shorts and panties aside roughly, the cool air hitting my wet folds for a moment b
