*Giovani*
The love of my life was laid out on our bed looking at me with the most seductive eyes I’d ever seen, and all I wanted was to rip her clothes off and sink my cock deep inside her. But I wasn’t a fucking animal, and I knew from experience that although fast, rough sex felt good in the moment, it was never as satisfying as taking my sweet time and worshipping Olivia’s body the way she deserved.
She lay there expectantly, still looking a bit drowsy from the nap she’d taken on the way home, but definitely waking up quickly now that we were alone.
“What should I do to you, sweet Olivia?” I asked, wanting to hear dirty words on her delicate lips.
It drove me crazy to hear her tell me exactly what she wanted from me. She bit her lip as she thought, then looked up at me with a slow grin.
“I want you to strip for me,” she said proudly.
