Chapter 11

• " What are you staring at, Amaya?" Jeremy asked me as he was tracing my gaze through my focus yet his hands were busy touching every part of my body as I was lifted up onto his body.
• " Oh! Nothing much, Jeremy!" I responded with a fake smile, bringing back his hand up to my chest region.
• Jason stood in the porch, checking his time every now and then, as he was looking around for something I did not know. He should go back to where he was coming from isn't? I had already made up my mind to give out my first time to Jeremy tonight, and I would not mind how deep he could come inside of me. I fuckingly don't care.