He knew?
Dasha’s body went stiff, with her lips parted open. Then, she started to breathe fast, hyperventilating. Her hand went to her chest as she heaved.
“Hey, hey. Easy, easy.” Desmond tried to calm her down, giving her pecks all over her face. Her hands were on his chest, liquid crystals forming in her eyes.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Desmond!” she sobbed, panting still.
“Shh. Shh! It’s okay. It’s okay, my chree,” he coaxed her, kissing her on the lips as she cried. He looked into her eyes with a reassuring smile. “I love you. It’s all that matters.”
She hid her damp face in his chest, and he rolled on the bed, bringing her on top of him. His manhood was now pulled out of her soaking tightness, and he ran his fingers soothingly on her back and traced her spine, breathlessness starting
