Chapter 4

The second half of the match had started, but I was no longer thinking about soccer at all.

I was still sitting on Johan's lap, my soaked pussy pressed firmly against his massive, throbbing cock. The thin fabric of my panties was completely drenched, and I knew he could feel the wet heat leaking onto him.

Johan's breathing had grown heavier. His strong arms remained wrapped around my waist, holding me possessively in place. His lips hovered dangerously close to my ear, his hot breath caressing my sensitive skin with every exhale.

"Baby…" he murmured, his voice low and husky,…