"What's wrong?" Liam teased, placing a hand on her waist, pressing his dick harder against her buttocks.
"Don't tell me you're scared?" He continued in his teasing, his other hand slowly snaking up her torso.
Elsa gasped, feeling tingles of pleasure from even the slightest touch of his.
However, she pouted her cheeks, unwilling to give in to his taunts.
"S-scared? Like hell I am." She rebutted, but the slight tremble in her voice betrayed her words.
Liam simply smirked, gently trialing his hands up her body, each time eliciting soft gasps from the girl.
Unlike the last time, the girl didn't try to resist his touch.
She simply stood still, her chest rising and falling with each breath as she stared at his hand.
"You won't be needing this anymore." Liam said, swiftly pulling off her jacket.
