ANNA'S POV

He shot his hot liquid deep inside me, after he made me orgasm over and over just by fucking him.

I was tired by the time I climbed down and got into my seat.

Very hungry now, I began to eat my now cold French fries. He looked satisfied as fuck.

“We really shouldn't be doing this, Adrian”

He turned to look at me.

“Doing what?”

“What we are doing.”

“Interesting. Remind me again, what are we doing?”

“We are—”

He shut me up with a kiss. When I would try to stop him or talk, he would just keep kissing me. Soon, I stopped fighting and we...