Elias’s keys rattled in the front door downstairs.
The masked stranger stayed buried deep inside me, his hand clamped tight over my mouth while his eyes locked onto mine through the mask, dark and excited.
“Don’t make a sound,” he whispered, voice still distorted. “Not one moan. Not even one breath.”
I nodded frantically, heart slamming against my ribs. He was still rock hard inside me, stretching me open on Elias’s own bed.
The front door opened and closed. Footsteps sounded in the hallway below.
“Lila?” Elias called out. “You here?”
I guessed he saw my coat on the floor.
My eyes widened in panic. The stranger slowly started moving his hips again with shallow thrusts that made my body jolt. He leaned down, moving his lips near my ear.
“Answer him,” he whispered. “Sound normal.”
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