Marco
I can't seem to get my hands off her. I don't know why. The urge to touch her grew in me with every passing second. The incident at the pool had nearly caused me an orgasm—if it hadn't already. I couldn't get the image of her bra out of my head. I didn't see the real thing but I was restless. I had to call Melissa to make me forget the dirty thoughts of Elena.
But that had gotten worse when Elena walked in on us and saw everything. I knew she'd be back from work but Melissa had taken my attention from any sense of thinking. My c**k hardened more when Elena had her eyes fixed on my length. It was as if she wanted to be the one doing all the sexy movement on my length.
And now with a little space between us, my demon kept on pushing me to close the gap, which is entirely wrong. Elen
