Chapter 74 Long live the queen

Diana Rodrigues

Aslan's hand grasps my neck and squeezes gently, squeezing my legs. The towel that was around his waist has long since fallen to the floor. The kisses on my back and the cold stone when Aslan leans me over the balcony ledge make me shiver.

He now wants to concentrate on the pieces of clothing that remain on my body. He places a hand on either side of my pants and pulls them down, removing the fabric that was clinging to my skin. Spreading my legs apart, he makes circular movements with his fingers on my pleasure point. The sounds come out of my mouth involuntarily.

I leaned back on the cold stone and the shivers became more intense. Aslan was a perfect lover, every caress made me crazier for him, the sex was hot and pleasurable. He positions himself behind me and spreads my legs a little, putting the last piece of fabric aside to make way. I feel when he's inside me, the strong movements and the hands that run along my body driving me crazy with desire. We're on the top