The aroma of s*x filled the entire room as my half-lidded eyes fluttered open. My hips did lazy, frenzied downward thrusts on the bed as silent moans and whimpers were visibly heard.
Below me, Varick was holding my waist, encouraging me to continue to please him. And seeing his genuine expressions of pleasure made me yearn to see them more.
Now I was no longer in a trance and my eyes wandered to the sky outside. The vast sky is shrouded with gray clouds as drops of rain pour heavily outside.
When did it rain?
In fact, how long did we do this that it was already evening?
The room was dim and if it weren't for the faint lights of the houses below, the whole place would be pitch black.
I had realized we didn't take a break to light the fireplace.
Waves of pleasure conti
