Chapter 32: Damp Night
Returning to his room, he sank into bed, the cool sheets clinging to his skin as droplets traced paths from his damp hair.
Effie, ever the insatiable vixen, stirred beside him, her eyes filled with desire as she whispered her cravings.
"Fuck me... Fuck me hard,"
He smiled softly and kissed her gently, his lips meeting hers .
"You’re really beautiful," he whispered softly. "I can’t get enough of you,"
She bit her lip, a sign of her growing arousal, and straddled him, the blanket falling away to reveal her naked body.
"I want to feel your hands on me."
Effie took his right hand and guided it to her breasts, arching her back slightly to press them more firmly into his fingers.
"Do you like my tits? Are they big enough for you?"
She lowered her gaze, a playful smile curving her lips as her lashes fluttered.
"They’re perfect," He squeezed gently, his hand molding to her shape, and she let out a soft moan of pleasure.