She crawls backwards, down his body, skin sliding on skin as she slips against him, he is restrained, open, vulnerable beneath her. His chest rises and falls quickly, deeply, almost hyperventilating as he waits, cock hard in fear and anticipation of what comes next.
She looks up at him, an amused expression on her face, her mouth close to the head of his cock, she does not touch it, breathes against him, watches it pulse as if it is a living creature, as if it would reach for her. He does not move.
The corner of her mouth curls upwards … Continue Reading