|| RECOMMENDED SONG:
Lust By Chase Atlantic ||
Ayra was trapped in his arms. Under his intense eyes, she felt nothing but a burning sensation that was coming from the secret valley between her thighs. Her breathing was slightly hitched when he used so much sensuality to describe how he wanted to check on her arousal. She bet that she had another flued coming out from her secret spot.
Fluttering her eyes for a few times, she managed to squeeze out few words admitting her defeat before he could see her naked once again like last night,
" I...I meant.. that... it's not.. necessary..How about we pay attention back to youh recuperating?"
She was definitely shy and reluctant. Whenever they argued over something, he had always his way to trap her underneath his body until he had done something shameful.
