CHAPTER 62.1

Every breath I take is heavy, and I don't know whether to close my eyes or watch his sweaty body move non-stop on top of me.

"Aldo," I murmured softly.

I can't stand the heat of his gaze. His green and silvery eyes were burning and seemed to want to drown me in the heat.

When his phase became too fast for me, I wrapped my leg around his waist and gripped the bedsheet. I gasped as my lips formed an "O" when I felt my nearing release.

"More, A-ldo."

But knowing him, he stopped and watched me glare at him.

"Freak! Move!" I ordered, but he just smirked at me.

I don't know what he was planning or why he didn't continue, but I felt like a gifted child after seeing him reach for the glass of red wine on the side table.

"I badly need a drink, Sweetie," he murmured sensually as he poured a small amount of wine into my chest.

I breathed again and held his arm. I was cradled in heat even more after his lips came down and he sensually ran his tongue between my breasts.

He let his tongue work its