Dimitri
"Let me help you," Seraphina murmured, her hand still wrapped around my aching c**k. Her touch was driving me insane, her soft fingers stroking me with increasing confidence.
Every instinct screamed at me to say yes, to let her take me in that perfect mouth, or better yet, to sink into her tight p***y and f**k her until we both passed out, but the rational part of my brain, the part still worried about her health won out.
"No," I said firmly, gently removing her hand even though it physically hurt to do so. "You need rest."
"But you're—"
"I'm fine," It was a complete lie. My c**k was so hard it was painful, my balls tight and aching for release, but I could handle it. I had survived worse.
"Come on, let's actually wash and get you to bed."
She pouted but didn't argue furthe
