KATHERINE MONTERO:
I watched him take out oil or a lubricant from a drawer, pouring in on his hand and rubbing his cock, slowly, making me burn even more for him as my expectations built. He heard that dark glee In his eyes, and I started to think maybe all of this was a bad idea, except my body didn't think so.
“You said you wanted to talk…about what?” He asked, still stroking his cock, he wanted me to speak while all of that was happening..
“Uhm..yes about…. today” I swallowed, I tried to close my legs and trap a bottle sensation down there but he shot me a deadly glare.
“Don't get me mad red, spread your legs.”
I obeyed, and he nodded in approval.
“Good girl, what about today?” He demanded, taking steps closer to me while stroking his cock, my eyes followed through, not wanting to lose sight of him. My body was pleading for his touch, or maybe I could just say the safe word and jump at him.
“i am sorry..for the way I treated you, I …d, shouldn't have shunned you”
Fuck, I was los
