Lies And Betrayal
Lara’s internal camera zoomed in on Nina's hands, now tangled in Carlos's dark hair, gripping his head, pulling him down and closer as their lips met in heated, desperate kisses.
Carlos, in Lara’s imagination, was a connoisseur of pleasure, his focus entirely on Nina. She saw his hands, strong and knowing, kneading Nina's breasts. He was a patient, relentless tormentor, his nibbles and kisses mapping a trail of desire across her tits, culminating in a gentle yet firm suckling of her nipples. She imagined the faint, rosy marks—love bites—he would inflict, claiming her, marking her with an insatiable need. The climax of her fantasy was explosive: she saw Carlos, a picture of untamed vigour, pl
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