Luke had toyed with her mercilessly for what felt like an eternity.
Over and over again, more than four times now, he brought Thea right to the shattering edge only to deny her release with cruel precision.
He would cup her perky breasts from behind, kneading the soft flesh while his fingers relentlessly teased and pinched her stiff nipples.
He rolled the sensitive buds between his thumbs and forefingers, tugging them outward, twisting them just enough to send sharp sparks of pleasure straight to her core. He knew she was weak there.
Each time her muffled moans grew louder and her body began to tremble uncontrollably, he would pull away at the last possible second, leaving her panting and desperate.
Then he would slide his hand between her quivering thighs, strumming her swollen clit with slow, deliberate circles before plunging two thick fingers deep into her soaked pussy.
