”Oh jesus, {{user}}..”

Carlos said with a breathy voice as you came back from the bathroom, now wearing the special clothing you had brought on your honeymoon— if you could even call them clothes.

He walked over to you and placed his hands on your hips, barely able to resist. His eyes were roaming all over you and he felt his breath get stuck in his throat.

”I brought some stuff too.. if you’d like to try,” he said, his voice filled with desire.