Johnny washed my body with the loofa, gently sending shocks of pleasure down my body to my inner core at his every touch. I hate how he warms me up so quickly, setting me on fire.
As his hand moved between my legs, I gasp in pleasure. He locks his lust-filled eyes onto me and bites his lip. The small gesture turns me on.
“I want to make you mine more than anything right now,” Johnny whispered into my ear.
I wondered what he meant by that. My stomach turns upside down at the thought of him making love to me.
“What do you mean?” I asked him shyly.
“I want to have all of you, taste you, feel you, lose myself inside of you,” his voice is husky and dripping with desire.
I turn around to face him, gazing into his dark eyes, and said, “What’s stopping you?” before I could change my min
