Fifty-seven

Chapter 57: my body wants him.

"We shouldn't waste time," he said and led her to the bed.

It was nothing compared to what she felt in front of him at that moment. Goodness! She could hardly breathe anymore.

Like... she despised this guy, yet something in her wanted him so badly. A voice in her head wouldn't stop telling her to have him, urging her to hold him tight.

She sighed deeply and held him tighter... She has forgotten what brought her here, in the first place. Now all she wanted was his touch.

The first sex she had with him, she hasn't been able to erase from her head, it looked as if she was about to commit another offense.

But she wondered why it was too hard for her to resist him, " Did she want him this bad?", she thought.

As Jericho was preparing her pussy, by stroking her entrance gently, the touch of her rod was making her go crazy.

"Is this how it feels?" She wondered since Malik doesn't prepare her for thrusting, he always goes once, and he never cares whether he is hur