"What if Rosa returns?" I mumbled between low moans that shamelessly leaked out from my lips.
I wanted to cover my lips, feeling embarrassed, hearing myself make that kind of noise, but Claude grabbed my hand instead and placed it on his chest. Then, he looked at me like he was permitting me to explore his body.
I bit my lower lip hard, and it didn't matter what the answer to me now was; what I just wanted to do was take everything off from him with these hands and leave marks on his body.
Oh, fuck. When did I become so bold?
But wait!
"And Mory—"
"He's asleep, isn't he?" Claude whispered, his lips trailing kisses on my neck.
His wet lips and hot breath brushing against my skin were sending shivers down my spine, but not in a scary way. It left me wanting more and made me excited and feeling hot.
