Now, Miss Voss, get off of him and kneel for me,” Dorian’s voice was firm, the command in it leaving no room for argument.
Elena’s body was trembling from the intensity of her climax, but she managed to comply. She slid off Marcus, who was still panting and trying to compose himself. Marcus took a step back, his c**k still semi-erect and glistening with their combined fluids.
Elena knelt before Dorian, her eyes never leaving his. His c**k, still hard and demanding, was a testament to the power she held over him. The head was slick with lubricant and the promise of his release. She leaned in, her tongue darting out to taste the precum that had gathered there.
Dorian’s hand tangled in her hair, guiding her closer. “That’s it, Elena. Take it all for me. Suck me clean. Show me how much you
