Warning - this chapter contains explicit s****l content.
Thalia’s POV -
I set in Tommaso lap, disheveled, panting as my ass cheeks burned under me.
His soft kisses help calm my body after being tense for so long.
“Good job baby girl” I heard him say, my heart softened “thank you sir” I mumbled into his chest.
“Look at me Thalia” I lifted my head up “I’m not done with you yet” his eyes darkening as he started at my sweaty face.
He lifted me up in his arms as he got up from the sofa, walked then placed me on his big wooden table, my ass was raw and the cold wood under it soothed it a bit.
I didn’t dare to speak, I set there, my legs spread apart, him between my thighs, my panties pushed to the side, twisted all over and completely soaked, I felt my center warm and sticky, leaving mark
