"You really couldn't hold back that last one?"
Like Klea predicted—and wanted—her intimacy with Jeff lasted until the last possible second.
Two rounds in bed, where she ended up fainting from pleasure. One round in the bathtub, where she woke up being cuddled by Jeff. Another round in the bedroom while they were getting dressed. And the last one was right at the front door when they were about to leave.
"You liked it, though, right?"
Aroused by her sleeveless white mini dress, topped with his oversized red jacket that Klea had borrowed from him in an attempt to imitate Veena's style and hobby, Jeff couldn't restrain himself from having another round even though they were about to leave for their afternoon classes.
Not that they were already running late.
In fact, Jeff had originally planned for them to leave earlier and only changed his mind.
He grabbed Klea by her soft rear and lifted her up.
