Alberto Falcone: To Alva's:
“You’re dying to move your hands and touch, aren’t you?” He groaned out slightly as she kept moving her hips up against his. He liked teasing her though. Because in the end, it always did make it much better in the end. He did however move his hands to her to unhook her bra.
“Why wouldn’t I? I’ve got such a lovely man in front of me…” she breathed out, lifting her shoulders up to assist him. “Don’t get used to me just letting you tie me up, sweetie.” She rested back against the bed, “It won’t be so easy next time.”
“Well, you know I’ve never liked it easy all the time anyways.” He smirked, pulling back slightly until they were barely touching except at the knees. “You do look great tied up for me though.”
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