Liam climbed onto the creaky motel bed, his skin still damp from the shower. He took his time, his eyes roaming over Elena's body.
She looked incredible sprawled out on the cheap sheets, her skin flushed and her hair damp and wild. But before he could say a word or move into position, Elena moved.
With a sudden burst of energy, she grabbed his shoulders and flipped him over onto his back. She pinned his wrists for a second, a mischievous, predatory smile spreading across her lips.
"You pulled a fast one on me in the bathroom, Liam," she whispered, her voice low and dangerous. "I think it's time I punish you for that. I'm going to make you feel every bit of what you just put me through."
She didn't wait for a response. She slid down his body, her breasts brushing against his stomach as she moved.
She reached his dick, which was already straining and hard, and wrapped her hand around the base.
