"Feeling dominated yet?" I teased.
"Not close, baby doll."
I harden my face and look down at his chest where I placed my hands, the coldness of his skin merged with mine, his soft flesh melted into my hands. I ran my hands over his shoulders and chest, relishing the flex of his muscles underneath my delving fingers. I shifted down, gliding me behind on his shaft. I bent my body down and ran the tip of my tongue on one of his hard male n*****s. He groaned, squirming a little. I ran my tongue on the other, rewarding myself with the satisfaction of another groan. I smirked and sent my hands to his back. I slid my hands down his back, memorising the smooth flow of warm flesh ending at the base of his spine. I smushed his excellent cheeks, making noises of pleasure. Moving south of his body,
