Elena’s POV~
The metal clink of his belt coming undone was the loudest sound in the whole house.
It was enough to make my breath catch, loud enough to make my p***y clench so hard I saw stars, loud enough to feel like every wall, every door, every breath in this house knew exactly what we were doing… exactly how wrong it was.
And God… that made it burn so much hotter.
My eyes were glued to his big, rough, veined hands, I’d watched wash dishes, fix the car, hold my mom’s hand… and now those same hands were undoing his jeans, dragging the zipper down slowly, agonizingly, like he was torturing me on purpose.
He pushed the denim and his boxers down in one sharp motion, and I gasped so loud my hand flew to my mouth.
There it was.
The thing I’d touched myself to every single night for s
