Passion and desire

There was something Alana didn't understand, and that was when Ricardo was acting up. And by acting up, she meant taking advantage of her. There was no resisting him

“Mmm…ahh! Don't stop…” Alana's melodious voice was like music to Ricardo's eyes. He gripped her hips tightly, making her sit steadily on him while he made love to her. She clawed his shirt, fighting to pry it open and get access to his skin. Beads of sweat trickled down her face as both kissed passionately.

“Ride me, baby,” Ricardo left her mouth and moved his hands to her back, hauling her tight dress until he got access to her chest. Her smooth skin smelled of roses and the sweet perfume he loved

Alana held on to his shoulders, her fingers digging into his hard muscles, he felt a sharp pain which was replaced by pleasure. Ricardo took full control as he hauled her dress until her chest was exposed.

“Don't… I can't…” Alana tried to stop him, but Ricardo gripped her back firmly and leaned down to her chest, the wet heat o