Chapter 135. Sweet Fulfilling Moments

Ellie's POV

His touch on my ass sends a jolt of pleasure coursing through me; the combination of pain and sweetness is a potent elixir that leaves me breathless and craving more. A guttural moan escapes my lips as I surrender to the irresistible pull of desire, lost in the tempest of passion that rages between us.

A low groan escapes my lips, laden with a mixture of frustration and longing, as Damian's teasing antics persist, each moment an exquisite torment that threatens to unravel my composure. "Did you take a bet to torture me or turn me into a sex beggar?" I lament, my voice thick with desire.

"No, baby," he responds, his own voice laced with a hint of desperation that mirrors my own. It's clear he's also consumed by desire, yet the purpose behind his tantalizing game remains elusive to me. What could possibly drive him to prolong this delicious agony and deny us both the release we so desperately crave?

"Then what the fuck is this, Dami