Bend Me Daddy
Finding the sensitive spot between my neck and shoulder, he bit into the muscle, making me jump, then soothed it with kisses.
My breath came in pants, and moisture pooled between my legs. "Luca, please." I tried one more time.
In response, he moved his hand back down my stomach to the waistband of my shorts and easily slid beneath the loose elastic. He moaned against my neck as he pressed the heel of his hand against my womb, his fingers playing with the soft curls for a second before one finger delved between my folds. "Fuck, Veda."