Chapter 77

SARAH

Numerous warm droplets of water splashed on my skin from the faucet, soaking me entirely as I hummed whilst taking my shower.

Emilio's busy schedule these days have been keeping each of us apart. It's been four days since we had sex but it feels just like yesterday.

I can still smell his musky cologne all over my bedsheets, I can still feel his large hands and skillful fingers gripping on to my body tightly like his life depended on it, his warm lips planting multiple kisses across my body and pleasuring me in so many ways that feels like heaven.

God. My body is entirely consumed by this man. Just the thought our sexual escapades was enough to form a pool around my vulva and a heat emanating from my stomach.

My nipples stood firm and I struggled not to touch myself as I was bathing. How did I go from despising this man and everything he encompasses to always craving for him like he is the very air I breathe?

Does he actually have deep and genuine feelings for me as well? Or