Amaia pov

Our body was pressed against each other in a perfect rhythm we could feel our heartbeat. My back was arched and he was in between my legs. My eyes were shut tightly, enjoying the pleasure and pain at the same thing. He was inside of me, moving at a slow pace. I gripped my sheet. I couldn’t think of the aftermath because our loud moaning voices.

What if they heard us.

I didn’t want to think about that, there was a possibility that they heard my screaming.

My hands left the sheet on his back and I was sure to leave a scratch.

He got faster and I...