บท 89: Chapter 89 Her touch, the sensations

"I wanna feel your body on me and I want to make love to your heart, Devile," Mira said amidst breath. "I want to be the only thing you think of day and night. Even in my absence I want to be the only thing you can imagine," she took her hands from inside his body and began to unbutton his shirt while maintaining eye contact with Devile.

Deep inside, Devile was fighting himself. He wanted to allow Mira take control but his body was saying otherwise -- his shaft had already become rock hard from just the little sensual touches he received from her, throbbing inside his pants, pushing against his thick fabric.

It was almost as if he could hear his dick screaming to be let out but he had to maintain his calm. His woman was taking charge and there was nothing more sexy than that at that moment -- it was a rare occurrence. One that he wouldn't want to deny himself of no matter what was going on with him.