Anna's POV:
I couldn't get enough of Enrique. I was tired and sore, but I didn't care anymore. I didn't want it to stop. I wanted to feel the ache. I wanted him inside me, to feel his weight on top of me. I wanted to squeeze him in further and further until I couldn't take it anymore. I wanted to watch his face while he moaned with pleasure. I wanted his sweat to drop all over my body. I wanted to drop mine on him as well. I got on top of him; I had never done it before. I couldn't really believe it. I was making love to the king of the underworld. I was living the dream. I held him and guided his hard member in. I felt it deep inside me. I'll never forget that feeling. He was in charge, and I liked it. I held his hands down. I pretended I was trying to break free. I let my breasts touch
