Chapter 130

Frustrated, Emmeline found herself on the cusp of her climax, only for Zavian’s command to pull her back from the brink.

She found herself sobbing at the exquisite torment. “Why are you so insistent on prolonging our pleasure?” she asked with a note of desperation in her voice.

Zavian merely tilted his head back, his Adam’s apple prominent against the smooth skin of his throat while his hand continued its steady rhythm along his length.

“Because the greater the build-up, the more intense the release,” he replied huskily. “Isn’t it a perfect test of endurance?”

Emmeline could only gasp in response as she struggled to maintain control over her body. Her finger tapped lightly against her lower folds and a wave of pleasure washed over her. “If this is a competition, then I concede defeat. I can’t hold out much longer.” She cried.

Zavian’s gaze right now would have sent her on her heels, but she was way too gone to notice anything else. “You have no idea how