AMELIA.
Fuck.
We were both breathing heavily, our chest heaving.
“Oh fuck.” Dylan cussed, he was looking down at his c**k and I managed to turn and it was getting hard again.
“See what you do to me? Every part of my body belongs to you, I know this. So, know that you belong to me too.” He said and he slowly pushed onto the counter and he looked down at my thighs.
“Baby, you squirted for me. Twice and now my c*m is mixed up with yours. Perfect.” He said after staring at my thighs and p***y for however long he felt like.
I would have not been okay with something like this, but I didn't even have the strength to stand up.
“My legs, a…”
“I'll carry you.” He said simply and then lifted me, and then dropped me gently on his bed and I frowned.
“I'll stain your bed.” I said softly
