I broke the kiss then smirked. It’s time for him to dance to my tunes. I pushed him back a bit, jumped down and sunk to my knees. My hands went to his sweatpants and I tugged them down till they pooled at his feet.
Ryu was standing at full mast. The tip was already an angry red colour. How could he endure this? Just how much control did he have? I would have been a begging mess if it were me.
He gasped, realizing what I wanted to do. "You don't have to Aito. It's okay. I c-”
"No!" I said, cutting him off as I raised my head to look at him. I maintained eye contact. "I want to do it. Let me do it"
The determination in my eyes must have shown for he gave me a gentle smile and nodded.
My eyes fell on the thick veiny rod. The red tip was glistening with pre c*m and I found myself l****
