Ciara's POV
When he seeked permission to go further, I granted it. He slipped my undergarments to the side, slipping a finger into my core. A moan escaped my lips, and I leaned unto him for dear life, biting my bottom lip.
I rocked to his movements, arching my back to his thrusts. I wanted him to do whatever he wanted with me, and I leaned onto him, letting him continue his fierce thrusting. Aching to have him inside me, I touched his increased organ, fondling it through his trousers. He shivered, and groaned. It was pleasant, knowing the power my hands had over him.
When he stopped his finger manipulation, he unbuckled his belt and unzipped, letting his member fly free. It was my time to gasp, and when I let my hands caress the round girth that was the head, he held my arms, tr
