Pleasure begins to build at the base of my stomach as Art begins to move in me, his brusinig hold on my thigh and around my waist,holding me close against him.
Slow and sensuous at first, as if he was savouring it.
“ f**k, I've waited too long to do this again..”
He grunts looking into my eyes as he moves, the most erotic thing ever seen in my life.
I moan loudly and freely, not caring who might hear me when he hits that spot that has my eyes rolling to the back of my head.
But I force them open just to see the wolfish s**t eating grin on his face, my heart squeezes again, the sad epiphany I feel is like tense muscles around my heart.
A tear slips from my ear, Art bends his head to lick it.
“ Yes, I want to see you lose it as much as I loose it for you.”
I whimper, the pleasure bu
