Marked By Betrayal
Slowly, she tugged his boxer shorts down, her fingers tracing the pulsing contour of his arousal with tantalizing slowness.
Elara estimated silently; his manhood seemed to boast an impressive eleven inches. Doubt flickered in her eyes—could she truly take him into her mouth?
"Please don't try, Elara. I might not be able to handle it," Damian stammered, his voice laced with a mix of fear and desire. But as she moved to envelop him with her lips, he quickly grasped her shoulders, his eyes locking with hers in a direct, intense plea.
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