ELLIOT

My heavy steps, muffled by the rug in the sitting room, carried me straight to the bedroom door.

I was so enraged that I didn’t even stop to think about invading her privacy. I grabbed the handle and burst in.

"Aaaww, Duke… ahhh" a deep moan echoed through the room.

I froze in place, the thick scent of lavender-drenched desire and lust filling the air, making my skin prickle.

My breathing turned ragged at the sight before me.

Rossella, sprawled on the bed, her legs completely spread toward me, her glistening pink pussy dripping juices that trailed down the curve of her ass, soaking the sheets.

Two fingers buried deep in that small opening—I couldn’t look away.

Heat surged through my body like molten lava, my cock hardening at the sinful display.

She writhed, her toes curled against the mattress, her back arching from the overwhelming pleasure, her eyes shut in ecstasy.

Her wet brown hair fanned out around her head like a halo.

Those breasts… holy fuck, I knew she had big tits,