Camila turned to the door, her hand still inside her clothes, one on her breasts and the other inside of her panties. Juan was standing at the door looking quite smug. Camila was too shocked to do anything for the next few seconds. Juan came inside the room and then locked the door, something that Camila had neglected to do. In the back of her mind, Camila admitted that she might have left the door open just for Juan to come in. She wanted him more than she could even admit.
"Juan," Camila whispered, but Juan was already taking off his shirt unbuttoning and looking at her with that glaze that it was clear that he wanted a repeat of what happened last night.
"Yes, Princess," he said. He was taking off his belt now, and Camila removed her hand from her panties and under her shirt. She was
