Dzhan
In the silence that stretches between us, I take a deep breath, trying to steady myself, to let the meaning of her words get to me.
A small, insecure smile lands on my lips as my c*ock twitches in her grip, still not paying attention to the situation, as usual. It’s hard and twitching even now, desperate for attention, for friction, for her hand, or her mouth, or god, her c*unt. But she won’t do anything to get me out of my misery unless I give her an answer.
“Whatever you want…” I whisper hoarsely, my hips flexing uncomfortably underneath her as if humping the air is the right thing to do.
Del shakes her head, her brilliant eyes gleaming like gems in the darkness. “That’s not an answer.”
For a moment, I feel like I am loosing my ground. Del has the upper hand here and I am real
