Claim Me, Daddies : A Spicy Erotica Collection
I cry out, shaking, losing myself in front of him.
“Good girl,” Adrian says roughly. His hand pumps faster over his cóck. “You made yourself cúm for me. Keep those eyes open. Watch what you do to me.”
“I… I’m watching,” I whisper.
He groans and spills across my face. The first hot line catches me off guard, and then more splatter across my cheeks, my bréasts, my nípples, my open mouth. I taste him before I even mean to, salty and thick on my tongue.