Bab 241: You're not on heat

There were ragged breaths in the room as two people moved in sync and rythm on the bed, sweat lined on their bodies even under the air conditioner. 

A young woman with aurburn colored hair and closed eyes had her legs around John's slim, slender waist as he pounded into her, grunting when he hit home before pulling out only to go back In again. 

His hand expertly moved over her neck with his two hands, choking her as he drove her head back, f**King her harder, mercilessly and ruthlessly. 

However, when the clock on the bed side table suddenly rang 7:30pm, he abruptly froze, panting hard as an unknown feeling coursed through his body, a raging fire threatening to burn him alive from his insides. 

"John? What's going on?" The woman pestered impatiently, already moving against him, but he suddenly pulled away and rolled over the bed, feeling disgusted from having a woman close to him.