Velvet’s POV

Zavian and I stumbled into our apartment, lips locked and hands roaming. The sexual tension had been building between us all night and we were both desperate to release it.

Still kissing, Zavian guided me into the bathroom and started the shower, letting the water heat up. He slipped off my shirt and unhooked my bra, freeing my tits. His hands molded my flesh as he bent to suck a stiff nipple into his mouth. I gasped, sparks shooting to my clit.

I frantically unbuttoned his pants, shoving them and his boxers down. His hard cock jutted out, making my mouth water. I dropped to my knees on...