RAFAEL
I’d imagined this scenario dozens of times in the past month – the beautiful, brown-haired Savannah in my penthouse, my living room, her luscious body bared and spread before me; her round hazel eyes pleading to me to take her. But I didn’t exactly think I would do it. I tried to avoid acquainting myself with her, but I ended up wanting her more. It was amazing how I could still feel the soft tissues of her p***y around my c**k.
Savi was now coming out of my bedroom, wearing my T-shirt and sweatpants. It was huge on her but seeing her in my clothes sent an inexplicable delight in my chest. I was envious at the same time of the piece of fabric. I wanted her in my arms again.
No one except my family had been into my private space; no other woman had walked into my bedroom except if
