My body is buzzing at the brink of another o****m, and the lack of control over anything is equally frustrating as it is freeing.
“You’re doing so good, Vee. So good.”
I’m doing absolutely none of the work here, but the constant praise does the trick as it always does, and the raspy desperation of his voice has my entire body hot.
“Yes.” His chest heaves against mine. “Come all over me, baby.”
Calloused fingertips skim the delicate skin of my throat as his palm circles the base, choking me.
He rocks me a few more times, one commanding hand on my waist, and the combination of his perfect size and the continual compliments has me coming around him. I try to pull my arms in, needing to hold on to something, but it’s no use. My body falls apart once again.
As my cries echo around the
