Pumasok si Mateo sa kwarto buhat ako habang patuloy niya akong sinisiil ng halik. Marahan niya akong hiniga sa kama at patuloy na hinalikan.
Slowly, he brought his middle finger down and slid it gently over my folds.
I threw my head back. “God, yes. Keep going.”
He did it again, this time his fingertip slipping between and gathering my wetness. He parted me with two fingers and found my c**t, rubbing it in small circles. I cried out against his lips and was lost. The taste of him, the smell of him, the feel of him so close against me, skin to skin. Time and space had no meaning anymore. There was only him.
Somehow, I found my hands tangled in his short hair. My body was coiled tighter, grasping at his fingers, so wet now I could hear the slippery sounds every time he drov
