Would he fuck her?

Camille's POV

I took his hand. It wrapped firmly around mine and he tugged me along with him. I shivered, following him into the bedroom. Cool air whipped against my naked body and I wasn't sure if that was what made me tremble or if it was simply desire that poured through my veins.

My nipples begged for his attention. No, who was I kidding? Every part of me begged for his attention.

"Get on," He ordered, gesturing to the bed.

He looked so domineering. His hair had a few strands out of place, they fell over his mask, framing those piercing eyes. His shirt was unbuttoned halfway and there was a prominent tent in his pants.

His cock.

I pouted as I obeyed his instructions. It was unfair that I was utterly naked before him and he was still dressed. I wanted to see that magnificent cock again. Would he let me explore him this time? I wanted to know every nook, every corner, every teasing fold of his cock.

I swallowed my saliva at the thought. The bedsheet felt so cool and soft ag