Chapter 113 : The Monster Returns
Ella
I tighten my grip around Elijah's shoulder as his fingers invade me.
"You must be really pent up," he says in a raspy voice, noting how wet I am.
I don't respond, I can't, my mind is reeling. I can't take it anymore, this teasing, I want his cock inside me. I pull his hand out and whisper to him, "Take off your trousers."
Elijah smiles and begins working the buckle.
Just then Elijah's phone rings. He stops midway and reaches into his pocket to see who is calling. The hallway is dimly lit, just enough to make Elijah's face glow as his phone lights up. I can tell by the tight set of his jaw that whoever is calling isn't someone he wants to talk to right now.
His hand hovers over the phone for a second, but when it rings again, he lets out a frustrated huff and looks at me.
"Ella, I'm so sorry, but I've got to take this. Just give me a moment," he says, softer, almost apologetic.
I nod, pretending it doesn't bother me. "Of course, go ahead."