Missing Santiago

Bianca POV

I scrambled my fingers through the fluffy bedspread with my eyes closed. My body seemed naked on the bed and I tried to cover myself up.

I couldn't remember how I got back to my room but I imagined how Santiago must have carried me back to my room nakedly.

My eyes flung open with the naughty thoughts. The day was bright and I blinked hard as sun rays filtered through the blinds.

Memories of the previous night invaded my head… How Santiago had broken through me from my bathtub before carrying me to his room replayed in my head.

I really didn't know how to feel after the intimacy, but I guess it was what I signed up for. I felt sore down there and it hurt, but I enjoyed every bit of what Santiago did to me. I was no match for his though his energy was in no match and his urge was lengthened.

His thick and fleshy member kept springing up and his hardness was everything that weaken my legs.

I have never felt anyone wants me that much but I refrained myself knowing who Santiago