ALEX.
I drop Elizabeth off at her house after a torturous night; thankfully, the classes are only once a month.
The last thing I expected was to be so close to Elizabeth, and damn, it really got to me. I can only feel how the strength of my control slips away every time I'm near her, like water slipping through my fingers, and the worst part is that Elizabeth doesn't even realize what she causes in me.
I ran my hands over my face.
I remember her figure had the shape of a guitar you want to caress and delight in the melody of her moans, the sight of her beautiful full breasts, the small waist that seems unwilling to disappear during pregnancy, legs with perfect contours. But now, now she looks like a total knockout. Damn, I don't even know if it's right to call her that. She is at the s
