Good Job, Lia

“W-Wait, Sir…”

"Please note that addressing me as 'sir' is unnecessary, and I would appreciate it if you refrained from doing so... Especially when we're doing it or we’re alone, I already said it back then, right?" He whispered between his kisses on my cheek.

His arm that was holding to my waist gradually loosened, but his fingers slowly crawled inside my blouse again. Even though his every action is not that aggressive now compared to then, I can feel the strangeness of his every touch even more.

It's like he's making me more excited with every tip of his finger on my skin, every caress, and how his massage makes on the sensitive part of my body.

“Ahh!” A low moan came out of my mouth as his fingers squeezed my nipple, "D-Darius!" I firmly held my hands to his clothes.

No matter how careful I was not to wrinkle his clothes, it was too late, but he didn't care. All his attention was on my body, "Yes, call my name like that." He whispered. “Call my name.”

I can feel the movement of hi