Lillian POV
Micheal stared at me, his eyes filled with darkened desire and I knew he wanted this
I wanted this too, and I missed him. “Why don't you take the lead?” He said, an evil smirk on his face.
He sat on the bed, his hands on my waist as he led me to his thigh. I keep one hand on the back of Micheal's neck, and with the other hand, I wrap my fingers around his rock-hard length.
It's so smooth. So desirous that I want to put it in my mouth. As easily as if I were made of feathers, Micheal moved my lifted body forward.
We both held out our breath “Get me wet,” he says, and I rubbed the head of his c**k along my slit, coating it with my wetness.
His head moved backward, and his eyes closed, his breath hitched. He moved his head back to me and looked at me “If you want to stop,
