Nicole
The morning was entirely our own. Intense, full of reconciliation, provocation, desire, and this madness that is being with Urso. We made up there, amidst words, smiles, and bodies pressed together. I was already running late, dressing in a hurry, trying to focus on my routine, my commitments, but he... he was still sprawled on the bed, naked, with that roguish look that knows exactly what he does to me.
"I'm leaving now," I said, picking up my underwear from the floor and putting it on while he, with that naughty smile, stretched his body, pretending to be lazy, but full of bad intentions.
He had just gotten out of the shower with me, but there he was, showing off, provoking me. His whole body laid out, exposed, looking at me as if he would consume me again. And I already kne
