Melissa snapped back to reality upon his statement, her cheeks suddenly turned red at the thought of being caught gawking at his d**k.
"You don't have to be shy." Damien whispered to her.
Melissa stared at his eyes for a while, and back at his c**k.
"What's going on in your mind? Talk to me, please."
"Why would you get the tattoo?"
"To remind myself of you. We had the best s*x together."
"I don't know what you are talking about."
"For how long are you going to keep denying?"
Melissa tore her eyes away from Damien, looking back at his d**k. "What happens in the past stays in the past."
"Even when you still have wet dreams about me?"
"You are so full of yourself to think that." She said with gritted teeth, slightly glaring at him.
"Your nipples." Damien voiced out, staring at her
