*Mature Content Warning
Louise’s POV
Elias’s palm settles over my mound, hand pressing down on my c**t with a firm, unrelenting pressure. It is not a gentle rub, but a promise of torment. I writhe, my back arching, seeking more, but he holds me still. “Squirming already? We’ve only just begun.”
Then his fingers are there, parting my soaked folds, and one thick finger pushed inside me without warning. My head falls back against his shoulder, as a gasp tears from my throat. He works me open slowly, deliberately, adding a second, then a third. The stretch is a delicious, shocking fullness. His fingers curls upward, hooking ruthlessly against a spot deep inside, making me shudder uncontrollably.
“There,” he murmurs, his lips brushing my ear. “That’s the place, isn’t it? The place that make
