The Billionaire's Second Endeavour
All for me.
His hand slid over the mound of my sex, over the thin lace fabric and down at my drenched centre. The fabric was sticking to my obvious arousal, and he smirked against my skin, satisfied. He rubbed me sensitive spot over my panties and my toes curling. My lips pursed a moan while his mouth continued assaulting my nipples.
Releasing my nipple with a pop, he asked, “Tell me, Joy. Have you ever touched yourself?”
I couldn’t think straight with the friction his fingers made against my folds, much less, force words out. So I gave a hesitant nod.
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