Chapter 50 Elena - Denying Her

• A week passed after Richard and I had that little bit of intimacy, but I still couldn't get it out of my mind. It was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. The way he touched me...he had an intention. He knew exactly what he was doing as he massaged my thighs. I was turned on and wet. What would have played out if I took the initiative and turned around? Would he have claimed my body like I'd constantly fantasized he would?
• I was dying to know.
• I bit down on my lip, and clamped my thighs tightly together as I thought back to the way he teased me. He played my body like an expert violin player, slowly pushing me further and further while pretending to do nothing but massaging, until I couldn't hold it in any more.