Ivonne's POV

We ended up in the bed, missing whatever that was made for dinner. We ended up having dinner in another way, me sucking his juices and him eating me out.

Emotions ran high and the next thing I was on top of him, his hands on my hips as he guided me up and down his length, my vagina walls clenching around him, my head falling back as my moans and his groans filled the whole room.

Sweat trailing down our skin while he stroked my insides in the most sensual and sweetest way possible. All our arguments and thoughts of Martha disappeared in that moment.

It was...