บท 71: 71. Don't Hold Back

Charlos's eyes widened at her body. Rissa is too late to cover her body. Besides, Charlos had seen her naked before.

Slowly, Charlos stroked his collarbone, then moved down to rub her hand. His fingers made circular motions on her thighs, making Rissa shudder.

"You know what," Charlos whispered in her ear. "I've been trying to hold everything ever since."

The circular motion then moved to the middle, groping her feminine hair, then went up to caress her stomach. Not stopping there, Charlos scooped the curves under her breasts. His hand felt so warm, soft, and gently stroked her.

"Really? Well ... d-don't hold it ...," Rissa stammered.

Rissa's whole body tingled. She is ready if she has to do it in the wardrobe. The walls around them would indeed silence their voices. It was warmer in this place, just as her femininity was warm and ready to welcome Charlos's manhood.

"You'll regret it," Charlos said quietly.