Chapter 161

I took a shaky breath, eyes locked on the deep valley of her cleavage. My hands were still gripping her hips. fingers digging into the soft flesh.

“I… I want to squeeze your tits,” I whispered, the words feeling foreign and filthy on my tongue. “I want to pull your blouse down and see them bare. Kiss them… lick them… suck on your nipples until you moan my name. I keep imagining how heavy they’d feel in my hands… how they’d bounce if I… if I fucked them.”

Elara let out a soft, throaty laugh that sent electricity straight to my cock. “Mmm, there’s the hunger. Good boy. That kind of honesty makes a woman’s pussy wet. Feel.”

She took my right hand from her hip and slowly guided it upward, placing it directly over her left breast. The soft, heavy weight filled my palm even through her blouse and bra. I groaned quietly, instinctively squeezing. It was so warm, so full.

“Like that,” she murmured. “Gentle at first… then firmer. Roll your thumb over my nipple. Feel it getting hard for you?”

I did as she said. The stiff peak poked against the fabric, and I circled it slowly. Elara hummed in approval, arching slightly into my touch. My breathing was ragged now.

She leaned down closer, her lips hovering just inches from mine. Her breath was warm and sweet.