"F-Faustino t-that's enough," I stuttered as I stopped him. I almost stuck to the wall. I was sitting on his bookshelves with my legs apart. While he was in the middle .

My clothes are already scattered and I can't even describe how messy my hair is.

I could hardly keep up with his movements because I was so nervous.

I pushed him so hard that I got away. He immediately looked up. I turned away blushing and went down to fix myself.

"I'm sorry." he apologized hoarsely. I took a deep breath and nodded. He was still naked when I turned around and opened the door, but when I...