Chapter 117
- His rigid façade suddenly cracked, and Emelie immediately knew that she was now in full control of the situation. Carlisle gazed at her exposed pussy hungrily, lecherously, greedily, dangerously...his mouth was slightly parted and his breathing was heavy. His eyes were wide and focused on her body, and he licked his lips as he continued to stare at her.
- Enjoying her newfound power, Emelie slightly thrust her hips forward, wanting him to truly enjoy what he saw. She wanted, no, needed, him to look at her in that powerfully lustful way. He released a deep, soft groan, almost as if he were pained, before bringing his eyes to hers once more.
- "Now touch yourself..."