LORENZO
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Isla had tried her best to resist the growing attraction between us. She even called me out on it a few days ago yet here she was, lying naked on my bed, legs spread wide, waiting for me to do whatever I wanted to her.
It was crazy how much I wanted her. If I could, I would tie her to my bed and never let her leave.
As I undid the knot on my drawstrings, Isla placed her hand on mine, stopping me.
I looked up at her. “What’s wrong?” I would stop if she wanted me to but I was really hoping that wasn’t the case.
“Do you have a condom?”
I blinked at her.
“I don’t want to risk it.”
I scoffed. “You didn’t think about that the last time you were bent over my desk, did you?”
As expected, her cheeks formed a shade of red that matched the bruise still forming on her breasts.
