*K's POV*
"Daddyyyy!" I screamed as I came, again. For the past five days me and Lorenzo have been pretty much locked away in his bedroom. Every time I try to question why he is doing this, we end up f*****g again and I forget what I was trying say. It all started the day after I got my last tattoo. He had a phone call and I knew it was bad news by the way his jaw ticked. He grabbed my hand and pulled me up here, apart from leaving for food and drink we have spent almost all our time exploring each others body, working our way through a year's supply of condoms.
"Oh Kit." he moaned as he placed small kisses on the new tattoo on my shoulder, sending a shiver through me. I was sore, aching, breathless and tired. I really wasn't sure I could take much more of the pleasure and pain that he
