Chapter 482

Armani’s pov

When she finally slid down my cock, it felt like the world stopped working for a moment.

A long, breathy groan whoosh from my lungs as I tightened my grip on my hips as she bottomed out, causing me to swear underneath my breath as I forced myself to remain still. Her walls felt insanely tight and hot around my throbbing length that I wished I could stay in this position forever.

“Fuck me.” I whispered, the words getting punched out of me as her walls rippled around my hard length. She clenched once again and I let my head drop on the head rest of the couch because my head suddenly felt too heavy from the onslaught of pleasure swimming through it right now.

“I plan on doing that.” She whispered, hands gliding over my bicep to grip my shoulders firmly, and then she began to rise up until my cock slipped out, glistening and standing ramrod straight.

“Oh God.” I whispered while watching as she wrapped her hand around my cock and gave it a firm stroke. It felt like I was