Chapter 4

Aira’s POV

“Luis I can’t hold back anymore,” I whispered against his mouth as we stayed tangled on the expansive designer sofa, my body burning up from the way his fingers kept teasing my soaked folds.

The half undressed state made everything feel urgent.

My top open and skirt bunched around my waist while his shirt was gone and his pants strained with his hard cock.

I reached down and palmed him through the fabric feeling how thick and ready he was. “Fuck me. I need you inside me right now.”

He groaned deep and flipped us so I was on my back with him looming over me,...