Chapter 2

My heart is pounding as Steve tries to stop me one last time.

“Elena, this is fucked up—” But I’m already sucking him.

I take him deep, moaning around the thick length as his cock fills my mouth.

 He tastes salty, all masculine, and forbidden. I’m burning up.

I bob my head, sloppy and eager, spit dripping down my chin while my free hand slips between my legs to rub my soaked cunt through the lace.

“Fuck… you’re such a dirty little slut,” Steve growls, finally giving in. His hand fists in my hair. “Look at you. On your knees for me while you wait for Mark. What...