Jennifer's breath hitched, and she closed her eyes, torn between shame and the undeniable pleasure coursing through her.
He caught one of her hands and guided it to the hardness pressing against his pants.
Jennifer gasped softly, her body trembling at the sensation.
She had never been this close, never felt a man like this before.
The weight, the heat, the undeniable dominance—it overwhelmed her, and despite her fear and loyalty, she felt her resistance slipping.
Ross leaned closer, his lips brushing her ear as he murmured, "See? This is what you've been craving, isn't it? You've been holding back for years, denying yourself… but I can feel how ready you are. How wet you are for me." His hand moved with deliberate slowness, tracing the outline of her body, mapping her reactions.
"I'll give you everything you've been hiding from yourself. And when it's over, I'll make you so convinced that you can't anymore live without me or my cock."
