Eliana’s POV
Derrick’s finger was neither slow nor fast; its pace was just enough to nearly drive me crazy. I whimpered helplessly as he f****d me with his fingers. And that was exactly how I felt—helpless and at his mercy.
“Look at me,” he coaxed. “I want you to look me in the eyes as I plunge my fingers into your slick pussy.”
With his dirty talk, I stood at risk of cumming faster than usual. Everything about what he was doing was purely erotic. The way his fingers took their time as they slid in and out of my wetness, the way he talked me through it in his intoxicating voice, and the way he stared at me. His eyes made it clear that he intended to ruin me with his fingers.
His gaze arrested mine while his hand slid down from my mouth to grab my thigh. With his hand there, he pulled m
