34-After The Sexual Encounter

Carena:

My breath was all over the place, and it was just the beginning of it all. His hands were all over me, groping and massaging my boobs, squeezing them tight while he grunted in my ear.

Before I knew it, he spun me around and shoved me to the side, into the dark corner of the room. My back met the wall, but my eyes stayed locked on him. The lightning outside lit him up, revealing him standing before me, taking off his shirt before diving at me hungrily.

For a fleeting moment, I caught sight of him, his muscular body rippling. He was extremely muscular.

My hands shot up, pressing against the wall defensively as he got so close I could feel his breath on my face.

"Carena!" he said my name, watching as I shyly closed my eyes. He didn't move for a second before his hand grabbed the phone out of my hands and walked up to me, closer than ever.

“You don't want to do that,” he whispered, holding my phone on my left cheek while pressing his face against my right, making me gulp as he del