Chapter 122 Nothing Can Separate Me From You

• "I love you... I love you..." he repeated incessantly, searching for her lips again while their hips moved instinctively, faster, and harder each time, as if they were trying to penetrate her deeper.
• One of his hands gripped the girl's hip, holding her, while the other slipped between their bodies to explore the folds of her femininity and caress and stimulate her clitoris, feeling how she was getting closer and closer to an orgasm that seemed unbearable, impossible to stop.
• "Come for me, come for me," he demanded, knowing that he couldn't hold on much longer. It had been too long without feeling her, as if to be able to restrain himself.