Forbidden Romance Tales
Her lips parted, her teeth grazing her lower lip as she bit down, her nipples hard.
The sight of her fingers working her wet, willing flesh drove him to the brink of madness. His own hand mirrored hers, stroking furiously, his skin slick with sweat and precum. He could imagine the feel of her, the impossible softness, the searing heat, the way her body would clench around him.
His mind spun a web of vivid, illicit fantasies. He saw her hand on him, her fingers stroking his length. He saw her lips, red and parted, closing around the head of his cock.