[Elena's POV]He pulled back immediately, dodging me with a dark, mocking chuckle.Then, he shifted his weight.I felt that heavy, pulsing length pressing against the side of my breast. A bead of his wetness soaked through the thin fabric of my nightgown.He dragged the blunt tip directly over my hardened nipple, the rough, wet friction making my back arch off the bed."Noah, please," I whimpered, thrashing blindly against the leather belt.The metal buckle clinked against the wooden headboard, the leather biting deep into my wrists, but the pain didn't matter.The empty, hollow ache between my legs was driving me insane.I opened my thighs as wide as I could, practically offering my soaking center to him, begging him without words.He ignored my invitation. He slowly dragged that line of blistering heat down my ribcage, over my belly button, stopping just a fraction of an inch above my aching entrance.He hovered right there.I could feel the intense heat radiating from him, so close
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