63. ARE YOU GOING TO?

VINCENT

Her pupils dilated and her hands gripped my shoulders tighter until I could feel her nails digging into my flesh.

Turned me on a lot more than it hurt me. My lips were on her neck in no time and our clothes had started to come off one after the other as well.

It was only until she was in her panties alone that I finally tore my lips off her collarbone and moved back a few inches. She looked around my room for the first time since she entered, then back at me, biting her lip,

"Your room is as bland as you are."

I laughed, breathing as heavily as she was, "I barely spend time in here. No need for pointless decorations. You can help me if you want; furnish and design it however you like." I told her with a wink, and she rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, I'll pass."

I chuckled, then looked down at her pointed, full breasts before licking my lips slowly.

"Why? Afraid of coming back here?" I questioned, moving even closer to her until our naked chests were pressed together and I could feel