Sibyl’s POV
“I'm fine,” I whispered.
He grabbed my shoulder and turned me around to face him.
“You're mad at me.”
“I’m not.”
“You're avoiding me.”
“I’m not.”
He took off his clothes, put on his pajamas and got into my quilt.
He touched me and whispered, “Why aren't you wearing those clothes?”
He's talking about those sexy nightgowns.
I turned around. “I don't like them.”
He rolled over on top of me. “But I like them.”
I feel his body getting hot. His l.ust for my body has been strong since our first night. When he wants to have s.ex, he takes off my clothes, caresses me, and enters me when I'm wet.
He became more and more addicted to s.ex. He is curious about the new position and likes to try different ones every night. His skills and stamina are getting better, and we're havi
