Chapter 45 Fingered to Climax

George's rough fingertips grazed the tender inner wall, poking and prodding around. Amidst the swollen itch, the cool ointment seeped into her flesh, making Ellie shiver. How could she possibly chill out?

But George, with zero effort, found her sweet spot, different from the smoother flesh around. He squinted and pressed on it, testing the waters.

A sharp, electric jolt shot through her nerves. Ellie gasped and let out a moan, her voice a mix of seduction and softness. "Ah... Don't... there... It hurts... Don't touch..." she whimpered.

"It's early in the morning, keep it down," he said, his voice rough, loosening his grip and lightly rubbing that spot.

He hadn't forgotten about the surveillance cameras in the room. Even if the camera couldn't see them, it could hear...

Of course, maybe they had already heard...

Thinking about this, George frowned, and Ellie quickly bit her lip. "Um... then, please don't..." she said.

"Does it feel uncomfortable?"

"It's... it's really sore..." and it's also tingling and swollen...

"Do you like it then?"
Ellie was too embarrassed to say anything, but her body was giving her away. She knew just how soaked she was...

Her already flushed cheeks turned even redder. She nodded slightly, her shy, coquettish look making George's heart melt.

He let go of her small legs, moved her foot off his chest, and then leaned in to kiss her, thrusting his finger deeper into that spot.

"Mmm..." Ellie's body shook, unable to hold back the moan that escaped her lips, which George quickly swallowed.

He pushed his tongue into her mouth, his rough finger relentlessly pressing and teasing that spot. The sharp, tingling pleasure shot through her nerves, even more intense than before.

"Mmm... No... Mmm..."

Tears welled up in Ellie's eyes.

She wrapped her legs around his waist, her heels digging into the bed, but soon her body trembled and went limp, her legs spreading wide, completely powerless.

The lustful fluids gushed out, urgent and plentiful. Her tight hole clenched and relaxed, over and over, the sticky sound of the fluids mixing with her muffled moans growing louder and louder.

From her reactions, George knew she was loving every second of it. Increasingly reckless, not only did he poke harder, but he also pressed on that spot, both hooking and tugging.

Ellie couldn't take it anymore under such continuous and rough stimulation on her sensitive spot. Tears of physiological response welled up in her eyes, her small hands tightly gripping the bedsheet, her body trembling with the movements of his hand.

"Uh... I'm... Uh, uh... I'm about to... Uh—"

Ellie's body went rigid as a large amount of her fluids gushed out, her small hole rhythmically contracting and tightly gripping George's fingers.

Seeing her climax so quickly, George was both surprised and exhilarated, his throbbing erection straining against the fabric of his pants.

He released her lips and lifted his head, his fingertips continuing to press inside, stirring and stretching her further.

Elliei's exceedingly sensitive spot was still contracting in the aftermath of her climax. She hunched her shoulders, letting out low whimpers...

"Hmm, I... hmm... already... came..."

"I know." Seeing her pitiable state, his eyes darkened. Feeling she was ready, he slowly withdrew his fingers from her wet and warm hole.

He straightened up, pulled down his pants, and kneeled again between her legs. He grabbed her ankles and lifted her legs, his engorged member aimed directly at her still contracting entrance.

"Hmm..." Ellie quickly bit her lower lip to stifle her moans, remembering his earlier warning—it was still early morning...

As his cock merely brushed against the warm, soft flesh, George felt an overwhelming pleasure, wanting to thrust in immediately and have her small hole envelop his entire length.

However, after a couple of half-hearted thrusts, he felt a cold sensation spread from his tip, particularly around the opening, the chill seeping in...

His body tensed, his brows furrowing. Ellie, noticing his sudden strange expression, understood the reason.

Although she had no reason to be gloating, she couldn't help but smile breathlessly, "Aren't you going to accompany me?"

Provoked by her words, George's dark eyes flashed with a beast-like intensity. He pulled back slightly before fiercely pushing forward again.

His large, wet head breached her tight entrance, forcing its way in until half of his thick shaft was buried inside. Lack of lubrication caused it to get stuck, and Ellie cried out, her head pressed against the pillow.

"Ah—" It hurt so much... a mix of intense pain and pleasure...

The fiery pain amidst the overwhelming fullness heightened her senses, making the pleasure agonizingly sharp. Tears streamed down her face.