Sebastian's POV
Aitana might have jumped on us, but we couldn’t do it on the train. It was her first time, meaning it had to be absolutely perfect. I wanted her to remember it as the best experience in her life. My first surprise didn't go through because I didn't expect her first shift to be so sudden, but at least I would make this memory something she would never forget.
I wanted her to close her knees in anticipation whenever she recalled her first time with us.
Aitana was still trembling slightly as I helped her into one of my shirts, the fabric swallowing her smaller frame. She looked exhausted but satisfied, her cheeks flushed, her lips slightly parted as she caught her breath. The sight of her in my clothes sent a possessive thrill through me, and I had to contain myself from u
