Soft Moans For My Mafia-Billionaire Captor
Jace stroked my clit and I felt electric build up, I was wet and slick… his fingers slowly thrusted into me, a single digit felt like an intrusion, my hole tightened around it,
And then he hovered above me, the picture I saw was still Lucien, my Captor, that terrifying Mafia Lord, His cold stare as his waist parted my legs apart, holding his pulsing and breathing cock in his hand, he nudged the swollen tip in my entrance… more wetness pulled from my sheath.
Jace’s breath scorched the side of my throat, ragged and too eager, while his hips rolled once and then twice… gasping, “You're driving me to the edge Ruyi" he said.. I kept my eyes shut.
And I felt his finger curled deeper, knuckle brush
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