The wet patch wasn't just a patch anymore. Every rub from his fingers turned it into a soaked mess, her pussy trembling like it was about to break into song.
Lily's thighs clamped together, but the quivering between them only betrayed her more. Her body was singing shame in the lewdest chorus.
"Th-thank you."
Cassandra bowed her head with the kind of sincerity only an innocent girl at the edge of corruption could give.
She puffed her chest up too, almost proud of herself. She was glowing, convinced this little pep talk was going to save her date and maybe her future.
She was desperate. God, she was that desperate.
She was hitting the cursed age of twenty-six, and her parents were whispering that maybe something was wrong with her, that maybe she was broken.
They even gave her the greenlight to date outside her race, but what good was that when she had the personality of a stiff scroll and the aura of a corporate secretary.
She was gorgeous, yes, but she was gorgeous in the way that made men think she was about to audit their taxes. No wonder she was still single.
She extended a shaky arm toward him.
"I-I don't even know your name."
Alex chuckled, still keeping his fingers buried in Lily's soaked heat like he was stirring tea.
"Alexander Shepherd. But you can call me Alex."
He shook her hand like a gentleman, as if he wasn't at that very moment using Lily's pussy as his stress ball.
Cassie smiled, cheeks burning, whispering his name like it was some divine secret.
"How much has it been?" she finally asked, fumbling with her little purse.
Alex's grin widened. He pinched Lily's dripping folds harder, making her jolt out of her daze. Her head snapped up, eyes glassy, lips quivering. She had no choice.
"T-t-two hundred crowns!" she blurted out, her voice higher than usual, like she'd just swallowed a scream.
"Alright. Here's it."
Cassie slid the money across the counter, blissfully unaware that the shopkeeper had just announced her bill while getting finger-fucked under the counter like a slut in denial.
Ding!
The bell chimed and the door finally shut. Cassandra's heels clicked away, and with her went the last shred of Lily's composure.
The second the elf was gone, the shop drowned in the sound Lily had been choking back.
"Mmhhaaahhh~!"
She collapsed against the counter, palms flat, arms trembling like she was about to melt into the wood. Her chest heaved, sweat beading on her collarbone.
Alex didn't waste a heartbeat. He grabbed her skirt and panties in one greedy pull, yanking them down to her thighs like unwrapping a sinful present.
The fabric barely cleared her knees before her soaked pussy was bared, glistening like it had been waiting for this exact moment.
"Now that's the real rent payment," he smirked, licking his lips like a starving wolf.
Without warning, his middle finger slid deep inside her heat. Her body betrayed her, quivering hard around him, swallowing the digit in with a wet squelch.
"Haa~ ahhh~! T-this is—this is not fair, landlord~~ Mhmmm~!"
Her voice was broken, pleading, half-laughter, half-cry. She wanted to hate it, but her body was arching back, her ass pressing into his hips like she was begging for more.
"Fair? Look at this mess..."
Alex chuckled, pumping his finger slowly, watching her folds grip him like they were starving.
"You're wetter than a damn waterfall. If I drop a coin inside you right now, it'll slide straight down like it's on a water slide."
Her thighs shook, smacking together, juices already spilling down the inside of her leg. She buried her face in her arm, moaning hard into her sleeve as if the fabric could swallow the shame.
Alex leaned closer, whispering filth right into her ear while his knuckles twisted inside her.
"And to think… all it took was one customer leaving before you turned into this."
Alex worked her like a craftsman, each pump of his finger twisting, curling, rubbing that spot that made her legs buckle.
Lily's knuckles turned white as she gripped the counter for dear life, her blouse sticking to her skin from the heat building inside her.
"Hhhaaaahhh~! S-stop… s-stop it… I can't—!"
"Can't? You're gripping my finger like a vice, sweetheart."
Alex teased, adding a second finger without warning. The sound of squelching echoed obscenely in the empty shop, wetter and louder with each thrust.
"Your pussy is begging me to keep going. Don't lie to me."
She tried, gods she tried, but every breath that left her lips was a moan, every tremor of her thighs a confession. Her face buried in her arms, her ass trembling and bouncing back into his hand.
"Please…! Ohhh Lord—ahhh~!!"
Her entire body arched, lifting off the counter as the orgasm ripped through her. A hot gush spilled down his wrist, soaking the counter below in a puddle of her juices.
Her legs gave out, collapsing under her, but his arm around her waist kept her from sliding to the floor completely.
"Look at this disaster."
Alex said, pulling his soaked fingers out with a wet pop. He held them up in front of her face, glistening with her nectar.
"You drenched the shop floor like a busted barrel. If customers walk in now, they'll think we sell holy water."
"Hhhhaahhh… nnghh…"
Lily could barely form words, her chest heaving, her thighs twitching from the aftershocks. Her face was red and wet with sweat and tears, her body nothing but a mess of shame and pleasure.
Alex chuckled, straightened himself, and walked out of the counter. He grabbed the money Cassandra had paid, counted it, and pocketed half.
"One hundred crowns. That'll do for now."
He placed the other hundred neatly back on the counter beside her limp hand.
"I'll come back for the other two hundred later. Consider this… an installment plan."
He winked, licked his glistening fingers one last time, and strolled out of the shop like nothing had happened, leaving Lily collapsed in a wet puddle, skirt still tangled at her knees, panting like she had just survived a storm.
The door closed with a soft click.
And in that silence, Lily whispered weakly into the wood of the counter.
"…Oh no…"