THIRTY EIGHT

As I started to feel his cock harden in me, I was nearing my second orgasm. He came with a loud moan. My eyes became blurry, and I didn't stop screaming until I stopped.

He pressed his forehead against the back of my head, panting, his fingernails digging into my hips, and his cock twitched inside of me, filling me up with his cum.

"I'm not done with you, love. You started this, and I plan on finishing it."

Sin turned me around. Our eyes met, and desire and lust danced through them. He grabbed my cheek, and without waiting a second, his lips were on mine. I let out a gasp when I felt his teeth bite my bottom lip. His tongue started to caress me; desire filled my body; it was like a fire was resting inside me, in my lower stomach, as it spread, burning everything on his path.

He pushed my curvy body against the bathroom wall, and my back met the cold tile. I felt my breath being knocked out. His rough hands that were holding my face were now placed on the wall on either side of my head