Callan
I rest back on my knees and smirk to myself as I enjoy the view of Danielle beneath me, cuffed to my bed. It is a sexy sight. I dance my eyes over every inch of her, admiring her.
“Mmm, what a sexy sight,” I growl and run my hands up her legs and onto her thighs, massaging them.
She writhes below me and arches from the bed. “What else do you have in there?” she breathes out.
“Oh, you can’t know that yet. I will show you when I think you are ready, sweetness,” I reply and brush my fingers over her soaked folds, and she cries out, desperate for my touch.
I draw my hand away, and she rests up on her elbows. “Ready? Do you think I am a prude, vanilla, who doesn’t know how these things work?” she questions with a raised brow.
I chuckle and shake my head. “No, not at all. I ju
