Elena
My breathing hitched when I felt Marco's hand on my jeans' front. Unexpectedly I emitted out a low moan. I didn't want my body to betray me. But with the way Marco was teasing me, I might ended up being at his mercy. No. I can't.
"Marco...Our parents..are downstairs," I reminded him in case he had forgotten.
"I know," He answered in a voice that barely registered in my head. "They won't know what we are doing in here," he slipped his hand inside and located my p***y.
Fuck! The man will be the death of me. How was he able to stay calm in this situation when all I was feeling was a fire in my body and my heart pounding from fear? "You're turned on already. Don't you want me to satisfy you?" He asked more like a statement.
As his hand started caressing my p***y through the panti
