“You’re beautiful,” he murmured, his thumb grazing my skin. He leaned back, his hands pressing behind my knees and pinning them to the bed. Even with the barrier, I could feel his touch so vividly it was almost unbearable. The movement was slow but deliberate, his eyes fixed on me with an intensity that left me quivering. The more pleasure his touch delivered, the more I felt an overwhelming desire to return it, to give him everything he wanted and more. “Tell me how much you love your son’s cock.”
“I love it!” I screamed, my voice trembling under the weight of his control. He leaned back, his hands pressing behind my knees and pinning them to the bed. No man can unravel you the way I can, isn’t that right?”
I swallowed hard, my cheeks flushing hot, even as my body throbbed with lingering aftershocks. His kiss was both tender and possessive, his tongue exploring mine with the same mastery he had shown moments ago. He pulled my head back abruptly, repeatedly, giving me just enough time to gasp for air before guiding me down again, deeper this time, stretching me further.
