Bethany’s POV

He is torturing me by withholding my pleasure. I think he likes toying with me and making me beg him for his attention. I’ve begged for it, I practically grovel at his feet and beg like a fucking whore that can’t keep her legs shut. If I didn’t know better, I’ll say that I’m high on some kind of drug, I just couldn’t keep it together, and I can't think straight. All I want is to have his dick buried within my pussy. When he walked in through that door, I thought he had finally come to put me out of my misery by screwing me senseless. But...