Lying on the messy sheets without even the appetite to eat, all her energy was drained.
He whispered in her ear, "Do you feel good?"
Aldana Candi kept her eyes closed and said nothing.
His voice was soft, "I feel very comfortable." His chin rested on her shoulder, his tone calm, "You're more comfortable than anyone else."
Aldana Candi thought, is she a sex doll?
Perhaps to him, her function was almost just like that.
His arm draped over her waist, embracing her from behind, his lips fell on her sweat-drenched back, kissing her meticulously, "You're different from before. Before, when I touched you, you barely reacted. Today... you made me wonder if you took some pills."
The man wasn't sure what he was thinking, his finger idly tracing around her waist, causing her sensitive tremble.
His fingers stopped, his palm rested on her waist, gently holding her waist tight, pressing her body against his embrace.
