"You were embezzling money," Viktor said. His voice was flat. The 'I-know-everything' statement that left no room for denial.
She trembled. The truth, the undeniable truth, was between them. Her body, on his lap, shook with the sobs she was suppressing.
He pulled her. Closer. His mouth found her breast. The left one. His lips, open and wet, sealed around the nipple. He sucked.
The sensation, the 'his-mouth-on-my-nipple' sensation, made her gasp. Her body, despite her fear, responded. The nipple, already stiff, hardened further. The areola, the dark circle, pebbled.
His hand, the free one, found her pussy. His fingers, rough and calloused, found the entrance. The entrance that was leaking her husband's seed. His finger, pushing in, felt the cum inside. The dwarven seed, thin and warm, coated his digit.
