Her eyes widen in surprise when she sees his erection. She's never been this close to a man before, let alone one who is so clearly aroused by her. Her body tenses and releases in rhythm with the slapping of his hand against her sensitive folds, and the rough caress of his finger against her asshole only heightens the sensations coursing through her.

"Please," she whispers again, her voice hoarse from earlier pleas and moans. "I need you to fuck me now."

Her voice drops to a whisper as she looks up at him, her eyes blazing with desperation. "Oh, God... please..." She pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing in a trembling tone. "I'm begging you, take me. Fill me. Make me yours." Her words spill out in a desperate rush, barely intelligible beneath the ragged breathing.

Violet glanced nervously at Abhi before answering, "This is... um..." She hesitated, not sure how to explain the situation or introduce him properly. Her mother's expression grew even more suspicious as she waited for an explanation. Finally, Violet forced out a breath and blurted, "Mom, this is Abhi. We met while we were both captured by that villain."

Her mother raised an eyebrow, clearly not buying it. "Really?" she said skeptically. "And what exactly were the two of you doing all this time?" She gestured towards Violet's disheveled appearance and Abhi's own rumpled state.

Violet looked down at her clothes, feeling even more self-conscious than before. "Well... we were just talking," she said lamely. "He wasn't hurting me or anything."