Brenda's POV
His touch ignites the fire in me like it did the first time he came here. His kisses are sending electrifying shivers down my spine, making me tremble in excitement and want. I don't want any man anymore but him. He makes me feel what they don't make me feel, I feel like the most beautiful woman on earth when he looks at me.
Without beating about the bush, I confess to myself that I love him as he makes pleasurable love to me.
"f**k", I grit my teeth, shuddering in pleasure as he thrust harder into me. My hands dig into his back as he pushes into me one more time before falling off me.
We are both breathing heavily as we stare at the ceiling of my room. The spring bunk is now still unlike earlier when it was making a funny sound as we made love.
The Queen moth
