ROSE

Daniel’s footsteps got louder down the hallway. My heart hammered so hard I could feel it in my throat. Elias was still on top of me, his thick cock half-hard and pressed against my thigh, his cum slowly leaking out of my pussy onto the sheets I was supposed to share with my fiancé tomorrow.

“Elias,” I whispered frantically, shoving at his chest. “Get up. He’s coming.”

He didn’t move. Instead he smirked, dark and dangerous, and pushed two fingers back inside me, stirring his own cum deeper.

“Let him,” he murmured, curling his fingers against that spot that made my legs shake. “Let him see who this pussy...