Chapter 107 Dripping Wet

Francisco looked at me with the most mischievous smile and right after saying those words seductively, gets on the bed and positions himself on top of me as he once again slams his lips onto mine. There was nothing, not anything around us that mattered, but us, and this moment of passion and sexual tension for one another.

Our lips and tongue colliding with one another like crazy as if our lives somehow depended on it. The way his tongue moved around my mouth, it was gentle yet demanding...