Chapter 232

Emmeline’s brows knitted with tortured pleasure as she ground her cheek against the wall with a muffled groan. “I need you, Zavian...” she begged sultrily.

His wicked tongue swirled along the delicate whorls of her ear, driving her insane with unfulfilled lust. “What exactly do you need, little girl? Use your words.”

Releasing the scrap of lace, Zavian spread his palm over the firm curve of her ass.

His very presence there made Emmeline’s aching pussy grow even wetter as she squeezed her eyes shut. “Your fingers...I need you to fuck me with your fingers, please.”

Zavian grinned wickedly. He sucked the sensitive point of her ear into his mouth, sighing against the heated flesh in a deliberately seductive tone. “Say it again... the magic word!” He urged, trailing just the tip of his finger along her clothed, swollen folds and smirked at the unconscious whimper that spilled from her parted lips.

“Please!” Emmeline echoed with desperation.

“Good girl!