POV: Heather

“Do you like that, Butterfly?” He muttered hoarsely. As we kissed, I focused on the present, lost in the moment. Nothing else matters but Xander and I. He aroused feelings in me that felt so alien. I became more aware of my emotions and physical sensations, and all my worries and anxieties just disappeared into thin air.

He lifted me up, forcing me to wrap my legs around his hips, kissing me so passionately. I could feel his dick poking my ass, and I bucked my hips to meet his, moaning out loudly at the immense pleasure I got from that little act. Gosh, it felt so fucking...