The Taken Of Lena
hungry he could make her, how utterly animal and ravenous his touch could render her.
"Who is this pussy wet for, Lena? Is it the doctor?" Renz asked again. Lena quickly shook her head, desperately urging herself against his mouth.
"No, sir...it...it's yours. Only yours, I swear," Lena whimpered.
Renz suddenly shifted forward, and with a hard grip in her hair, angrily yanked her onto her knees, until her back rested against his bare chest. She could feel his heartbeat rapidly hammering against her upper back, almost as if he were experiencing some great exertion.