Chapter 245

Whether the other girls were collectively not in the mood or saw that John wanted to enjoy some time with just one girl for once, he didn't know. Fact was, only he and Salamander fell into the bed in John's room.

Her lips, a shade deeper than the rest of her red body, curved into a wild smile. Eyes as black coal looked at him as they both laid on their sides. "Are you going to fuck me, or are you just going to lay there and stare into my eyes?" Salamander asked.

"What was that?" John asked, "Sorry, I was busy staring into your eyes."

"Okay, enough of this fancy shit," Salamander put a hand on his face. Her hand was burning hot with desire, and her touch was only worsening the fever of lust that had ignited in John's loins. The fire spirit closed the rest of the distance, and their lips met. Passion fuelled their feverish motions.