After Alvaro left, I immediately walked into the bathroom.
I stared at my reflection in the mirror. Without realizing it, my hand rose to touch my lips, then slowly moved down to my neck. I closed my eyes, imagining Alvaro doing that again...
Alvaro kissing me, then starting to nibble on my neck… until, without realizing it, I squeezed my own breasts.
“Al… aah, Al…”
I moaned softly, my hand still squeezing my breast, imagining it was Alvaro doing it.
My hand began to move downward, about to touch my sensitive area. But the next second, I suddenly opened my eyes wide.
Damn it! How could I have let myself get like this?! This isn’t right—I can’t be weak! I have to focus on my goal!
“I need to take a shower so I stop thinking about this nonsense!” I muttered sarcastically to myself.
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