Chapter 3

The rapid, intense friction left me restless with desire. My buttocks felt like they were on fire, and I couldn't help but clamp my legs together.

"Lola, my dick feels so good when you squeeze your ass!" Marcus moaned with pleasure. How could he do something like this? He was an absolute animal!

"Please… Dominic is right in front of us," I pleaded softly.

"What's there to be afraid of? He can't even turn his head. Isn't it even more thrilling to do it right in front of him?"

Upon hearing his audacious words, my thoughts spun, and a sharp tingling shot down my spine as I inhaled Dominic's familiar scent. A wave of shame and excitement swept over me.

Before I could react, Marcus' scorching hands enveloped my delicate body. He couldn't help but fondle my soft, fair breasts.

"Your boobs are so big and tender. It's like they were sculpted by master craftsmen."

Marcus knew exactly how to push a woman to the edge. He let his hands wander over every inch of my breasts. At the same time, his thick tongue glided over my ear, masterfully teasing one of my most sensitive spots.

What struck me most, however, was the intense heat pressing from between his legs. It felt as though my very soul was being ripped in two.

"What's so big?" Dominic's sudden words made me jump. Could he have actually heard Marcus?

"I-It's nothing… Marcus was just talking about how big that mountain is!" I stammered. Had Dominic witnessed this scene, he would undoubtedly have been furious.

Thankfully, he suspected nothing. He continued driving the motorcycle absentmindedly, completely unaware of the storm swirling behind him.

Did he even know I was being violated?

After such a long time without sex, Marcus had awakened a long-dormant desire in me. Heat rushed to my cheeks, and my buttocks tensed and relaxed involuntarily.

With every bit of self-control I had, I tried to resist the overwhelming wave of passion. Still, my lustful thoughts only intensified. If I actually went all the way with Marcus, I knew it would feel like pure heaven.

Marcus continued to toy with my breasts while his other hand slipped into my mouth. His fingers pressed deep against my throat, teasing my soft, delicate tongue.

A shiver ran through me, and I couldn't hold back my fragmented moans. The pleasure in my mouth only fanned the flames of desire between my legs. My sensitivity peaked, and it felt as if a swarm of tiny ants were exploring every inch of my thighs.

"You little minx. You're all soaked down there, aren't you? Have you ever been fingered before?"

With a chuckle, Marcus slapped my buttocks, forcing me to spread my legs even wider. Though I'd imagined being with other men before, I never expected it would unfold like this in reality.

At that moment, Marcus' hands traveled from my rounded hips down to the tops of my thighs. With his fingers, he gripped the edges of my thong. Gradually, he slid it down to my knees, letting it curl into a neat little bundle.

The taboo, guilty sensations tore through me, leaving me on the brink of insanity. Seeing the fluid cling between my thighs, my sense of control dissolved completely.

"I can't take it… Make me come. Hurry!" I moaned, tilting my neck back in surrender. At once, Marcus slid between my buttocks, his fingers advancing slowly.

Shooosh!