The sound of their skin slapping, heavy breathings echoed inside that room, filling its silence with that essence of sin and pleasure. Her soft cries and whimpers resonated, along with his growls. Cyra scratched his back, feeling him going deeper and harder inside her. Their bodies burnt in pleasure.
Tears rolled down from the corner of her eyes, which were peering into his cerulean eyes. Cyra could clearly see that predacious hunger flaming in his eyes, but at the same time, it didn’t fade that beguiling warmth and serenity in his eyes. This man was like an unsolved mystery, with no solution surrounding him ... .but only if she knew, the only key to solve this mystery was herself.
Only she could solve him and his puzzles, and he knew about this really very well. That was why he could n
