Villain Ch 1860. Rules are Rules
Zoe bit her lip—hard.
Trying not to make a sound.
But then—
His fingers slid under the bra.
His thumbs brushed her nipples.
She shivered.
Hard.
Allen looked at her face.
Watched every twitch. Every gasp.
Then—
He went faster.
Palms massaging. Fingers teasing.
Soft turned rough.
Gentle turned feral.
Zoe's body arched.
And then—
One hand slipped down.
Over her stomach.
Beneath her waistband.
Into her panties.
She jolted like electricity hit her.
"Allen—!"
But he still didn't speak.
Didn't need to.
His fingers found her clit.
Rubbed.
Tight circles.
Fast. Precise.
Merciless.
She moaned.
Sharp. Guttural. Raw.
Her thighs clamped around his wrist.
Her breath shattered.
She clawed at his shoulder, back, hair—anything.
She was so close.
Her body trembled.
Her moans grew louder—unrestrained.
And then—
-Beep!
The timer.
Allen pulled away.
Smooth. Calm. Unbothered.
He sat back.
Hands in his lap.
