Amani was angry. She was not angry with Leonardo, she was angry with herself. Even though she wasn't a virgin, sex wasn't something she indulge in freely with every man that comes her way. So she wondered about Leonardo. Why couldn't she control herself around him? How could she have allowed her desires for him to go out of control
"Let go!" She said stiffly and struggled against his strong grip to no avail.
"No, sorry!..." He replied but he wasn't, at all sorry. She's indeed a fire in bed. He thought to himself as he watched her struggle against his grip as if her strength could anywhere match his own.
He dipped his head then. The first brush of his tongue against her nipple was electric and Amani arched her back so sharply as if she had been shocked.
He smiled wickedly and his blood boiled with excitement when he saw how she reacted to his touch. He would have her writhe in pleasure underneath him until he hear her beg to have his dick inside her.
