Her hands went to my head, grabbing my hair, not to push me away this time, but to urge me to f**k her with my mouth and tongue. When I felt her nearing her c****x, I pulled away. She groaned, her eyebrows knitted together in a frown before opening her eyes. She was in a daze, feeling confused.
I pulled away from her, rising to my feet. Her eyes followed me, watching intently as I undressed. Each article of clothing I discarded felt like a barrier removed, a step closer to the raw, primal connection I craved.
I moved fast knowing that if her mind is back to earth, she’ll stop me again. My c**k throbbed, hard as a rock, aching with a desperate need. I need to f**k her now. As much as I want to taste her when she orgasms to my mouth, my beast wants me to make her c*m in my c**k as I am loc
