100. Unpredictable (End)

ESME

"Ah, Tharique—"

"Yes baby, say my name with every sigh you make." His gentle style of love always makes me feel comfortable, loved, and wanted. He is like a person who is thirsty for sex. Didn't allow me to feel the peak of pleasure. He did it in various styles, which, of course, made me comfortable. He always thinks about my comfort, he likes it when I moan his name. I twitched and couldn't hold it any longer, he wanted to let go, but I hugged him tightly until I got what I wanted.

"You're cheating baby," he said, chuckling in my ear. My legs hugged his hips and my arms wrapped around his neck. I sat on the mini bar in the kitchen. The whole place has been destroyed because of our actions.

All the sofas were upside down and the tables were moved far away. Our clothes were scattered everywhere. My appearance is probably already messy. My cell phone rang several times until it ran out of power. To express my great longing,

"I don't want you to play with it any longer