Matteo
The water was scalding, hammering down on my shoulders, steam wrapping around me like a second skin. It burned, but pain was nothing I couldn’t handle. I welcomed it.
It reminded me I was alive, not some machine built of scars and violence.
My hand slid lower, gripping my c**k. It was already hard, straining, thick with all the damn images in my head.
Adriana.
Her whimpers
Her little whimpers weren’t just sounds. They were designed to crawl under my skin, meant for me alone.
The way she moaned louder than necessary, the way she arched, shameless, like she wanted the entire f*****g world to know I had her.
God, she was loud for me. My Sweet princess wanted people to know she belonged to me… even if she didn’t admit it yet.
I stroked myself slowly at first, savouring the bui
