SWEET SURRENDER: A COLLECTION OF SPICY STORIES
Her breathing deepens; but she doesn’t blink.
“Good babygirl,” she murmurs. “Just like that. The praise did something to me for sure. I spread my legs wider in a 9’o clock angle, dip two fingers inside myself.
“Shit I'm already wet.” Riley smiles then shrugs off her shirt, unhooks her bra, lets both fall. Her nipples are hard, skin flushed. She palms one breast absently, thumb brushing the peak, but her focus stays on me.
“Faster,” she says quietly. “Just don’t c*m yet.” I obeyed like a desperate slave. The pressure kept building. My free hand grips the sheet as my thighs shake. The wet sounds are louder now.