C32 Making Love Like It's The End Of The World

Vivian's bedroom was dim with only a bedside lamp on.

The soaked dress had fallen, her skin was cold and the water vapor had taken away a lot of her body temperature.

But soon her body was "on fire".

Viktor's palm was warm and rough, with many scars and calluses, holding the girl's face, his gray-blue eyes depicting her features as if to carve them into his heart