His pov
I tossed and turned in bed all night. Those lips looked so good—so lickable—that every time I closed my eyes, I saw them again.I rolled my tongue inside my mouth. I still remembered her taste on my lips—her saliva was sweet, just like her. She was a temptation that could bring me to my knees. She had no idea who she was playing games with. She didn't know I was watching her every time she moaned my name while playing with her small cunt. They were not so big to accommodate my size.
I switched on the lights and pulled out my laptop, hidden away in the closet. Those were my secret fantasies, shared in silence. They were trapped behind the walls, in the videos. I opened one of the videos—one where Alina was touching herself.
She kept on calling my name while touching herself. I
