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AALIYAH

After the pure intimacy in the bathtub, Hector carries me in his arms, out of the bathroom, and onto his large bed.

I lay on the bed and in his arms, cuddled like a child. My eyes travel along his chest, and my hand plays with his chest hair before leaning closer to layer kisses on it.

“Hmm...” He moans, and buries his nose in my hair, sniffing my shampoo and stroking my hair tenderly.

“Hector,” I tilt my chin upwards so that my gaze is on him and pause to fully gain his attention.

"Yes, dear.” He looks down to meet my gaze and rests on his elbow, gaining stability. His eyes glitter and he looks as though he's fighting the smile that lurks around his lips.

He knows when I need him to be serious and right now is one of those times.

"What's amusing you?” I can't help but be curious.

“Nothing serious.” He tries to shift the focus.

"Of course, it’s not, so what is it?”

"It's just that you came in steamy and horny, despite our recent friction, I’m the way suitable to satisfy