Chapter 172

• BIANCA'S POV
• "Oh my fucking God!" He released a loud sigh as his head fell back to the bed. His chest heaved high and low as he tried to regulate his breathing. 'That was one interesting session', my subconscious said, and I couldn't help but agree. I felt so satisfied from the joy of pleasuring him to his own satisfaction.
• I stood from my kneeling position with a little sting of pain in my knee cap, but it wasn't something too serious. Hopping onto the bed to join his presumed tired figure, I was suprised when he reached out and pulled me to himself.