Desperation And Raw Passion *

Villain Ch 882. Desperation And Raw Passion *

Allen broke the kiss, his breath coming in heavy, ragged gasps. His red face, flushed with both arousal and restraint, showed just how much he had been holding back. Without a word, he reached down and pulled off his t-shirt, the fabric slipping over his head and onto the floor in one swift motion. His bare chest glistened with a slight sheen of sweat, every muscle tense and ready.

Once again, he lowered himself onto Larissa, their bodies pressing together with an urgent heat. "Condoms?" he asked, his voice husky and raw with need.

"I'm on the pill. Just do it raw," she replied, her voice steady but filled with a matching intensity.