Elda's cheeks flushed as she felt Velian's hand move down her body, caressing her curves with tenderness and care. She closed her eyes and let out a soft sigh, trying to relax into the moment.
"Veli," Elda moaned from time to time, but none of the other girls was jealous that Velian giving her extra time.
But every touch, every caress, only made her feel more vulnerable and exposed. She had never been so intimately close to anyone before, and the sensation was overwhelming. Her mind was clouded with doubt and uncertainty, and she couldn't shake the feeling that she wasn't good enough for Velian compared to the other women in this room.
But Velian was patient and understanding, sensing Elda's discomfort and taking his time to make her feel safe and secure. He whispered words of love and encouragement, assuring her that he was there for her and that she didn't need to be afraid.
