Elara’s POV

He pushed his cock inside my pussy immediately after the words left his mouth. His hands wrapped around my thighs, keeping me pinned in place as he started moving. Slowly at first, savoring every inch as he sank deeper.

He threw his head back, his Adam's apple bobbing with the strain, lips slightly parted but no sound escaping—just a raw, silent intensity that made my heart race.

He fucked me in a way that scattered my thoughts, each deliberate stroke pulling me under like the storm raging outside. Rain lashed against the windowpanes, thunder rumbling in the distance, mirroring the building pressure in my core.

I arched my...