Serena stared at him, heart hammering against her ribs. The hospital room felt suddenly smaller, the air thicker. Viktor’s words, “I want to f**k you, Serena” hung between them like a challenge.
Her p***y throbbed traitorously, soaking her tiny panties, even as her mouth formed a protest.
“You’re out of your mind,” she whispered, but her eyes dropped to the obvious tent in the sheet where his massive c**k was already hardening.
Ten thick inches that she had pinched earlier. The image wouldn’t leave her head.
Viktor’s gray eyes burned. “Then leave. Walk out right now if you don’t want this.” He didn’t sound like a sick man anymore. He sounded hungry.
She didn’t leave.
Instead, Serena stood, locked the door with a soft click, and returned to the bed.
Her hands trembled slightly as
