CHAPTER SIXTY NINE GET BACK TO YOUR SENSE

　　DAHILA

　　I had no upper hand now. His hardness was touching me, getting me all wet and at the same time… I clenched my fist and closed my eyes when his hand came to my face.

　　"Do you think you would be able to bear it if I mas*tubate right in front of you?" He asked again and I forced back words, the ones I wanted to say and the ones my body was trying so hard to communicate.

　　"Dahila…" he called tenderly and I knew I was damned for real.

　　I'm on the brink of losing control now. I don't want to snap. I really don't want to.

　　But when he kissed my neck, I did. I held him close, not wanting to let him go.

　　I have never felt such an explosion of heat erupt inside of me like that before. His nimbles, his caresses, moans sets off fire all through me.

　　He fluffed over a few strands of my hair, coiling them like a silky rope around two of his fingers, his eyes now filled with lust and passion for me.