Fredric’s POV
Paula’s moans echoed through the room, blending with mine. The walls were silent witnesses to everything that happened on this bed. I ignored several calls from the office — I was far too busy with the wild game we were playing.
Letting go of all my stress and pressure with Paula had been the right choice. I couldn’t hold back the raw passion that consumed us. The sweat covering our bodies was proof enough of how perfectly satisfying the pleasure between us was.
“I love you.”
I stared into Paula’s beautiful eyes. The playful smile she gave me as her fingers traced my face was something I could never ignore. I couldn’t imagine what life would be like if we ever had to part — or worse, if her face were replaced by Mathilda’s.
Disgusting. Just the thought of kissing Mathild
