The room was lit by the flickering flames of a few vanilla-scented candles. Your lover, Luis, laid beneath you topless as you straddled his lap.

Holding a candle in one hand, you drag your finger down his sternum teasingly before allowing a single drop of wax to spill onto his chest. He winces as the ball of heat splashes his skin. The pain died as the wax quickly cooled and solidified, making him moan.

"Again, mi alma." He pleads with a raspy voice, subtly bucking his hips. "Give me more."