8. His Only

He pinned her on the bed as he skimmed his big hands on her left thigh. His eyes burned in lusts and he tried to swallow. She just made his mouth watery and his throat dry.

“You looked beautiful.” He said in a husky voice.

“Thank you,” She mumbled as her eyes suddenly became sleepy.

“Don’t sleep.” He kissed her lips roughly as he pressed his body into her small body.

“Bro, we don’t have time to catch.” Ceil knocked.

He ignored his brother as he continuously kissed her and rubbed her sides. She muffled a few moans when he devoured her down her chest.

“Wait,” She pushed him. “Stop, please…”

He pushed himself up and caressed her hair.

“You looking like that was tempting for me.” He caressed her curves. “That dress suits you well. But put something over it. I don’t want anyone to look at you lustfully.”

She stared at him as he reached the string strap of her dress. He sighed.

“I’ll strip you off later.” He got up and pulled her. Then, he made her turn around to check her. He the