CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR

“Christ...” I hissed through my teeth and clenched my eyes shut in pure arousal. Never in my life had I been more turned on, and never did I have a longer foreplay. If this continued, I would blow up in my pants for sure, and Catherine knew.

Slowly, she moved so she could stretch out both of her legs, while she made sure not waking up Rocco. He was breathing heavily now, close to snoring, actually. But he was not breathing heavier than me.

“Oh, fuck. I think I’m gonna cum,” I whispered, and she smiled. Her cheeks were heated and her eyes were dazed, but her only focus was to make me feel good. And holy shit, I felt good!

“Fuck, Anny.”

“Don’t hold back,” she whispered, and her voice was soft and slightly demanding at the same time. And it was exactly what I needed to reach there. The build of pressure rose from my spine and ignited every fucking vertebrae, until I was knocked out of balance and fell into the deep abyss. The pleasure was so intense that my whole body shook in the rhyth