Elora's POV
His hands continued to trail down my thighs as he hungrily sucked on my collarbones. His bites were definitely going to leave a scar. I make a mental note to cover it up with a foundation as soon as we reach the event.
I let out a little gasp when he pressed against my folds, feeling my wetness on his fingers.
“You naughty slut pretending to be modest when you are nothing but a w***e," he cajoled, plunging his fingers deeper inside my cunt.
There again he calls me a slut, a w***e. That is what I will ever be to this man. He has already classified me as an object of his s****l satisfaction. The thought of it stung my heart with pain.
He leans forward to capture my lips but his phone rings, and he breaks away from me. I thanked the heavens for the interruption because havin
