Lina's POV
"Holy s**t," he finally breathed.
"Yeah," I whispered back. "Holy shit."
"Are you alright?" his deep voice rumbled in my ear.
"Mmm," I responded softly, still basking in the afterglow.
"I want to give you a bath." His tone left no room for argument.
I felt his arm wrap around my waist as he lifted me. To my shock, he remained inside me.
"Wait—Adrian—you can't—" I gasped, my arms frantically wrapping around his neck.
"Why not?" he raised an eyebrow, his lips curved in a smug smile. "I like feeling you wrapped around me."
He carried me like that, step by step toward the bathroom. With each step, his c**k shifted slightly inside me, stimulating my sensitive walls.
In the bathroom, he turned on the faucet with one hand, letting the tub fill with warm
