CHAPTER 22

　　I WAS HIS

　　TIARA

　　He drenched my body in sweat. My toes twitched. With each push of his dick, something inside of me broke apart. It was my mad desire for him. It was the lust I felt from the very beginning, and now he was fulfilling it.

　　Nothing but my own sobs and Vincent’s frantic gasping behind me. That was all I could hear. It was a pressure on my ears and my body was so hard that was impossible to explain.

　　My whole body ached, my hands, my legs, every curve of my body arching so he could fuck me deeper. He drove me closer to the edge every time he thrust into me.

　　He was doing it with absolute precision. I was hanging on to the last second because I thought I was so close to burst my juices out. But I didn’t want it. I wanted it to continue to feel that way forever.

　　With each thrust, though, it became impossible. It was approaching rapidly.

　　“Please… I will… don’t…” I begged.