Draven POV
“Faster Draven” she ordered again, breathlessly, and I slowed down instead, earning me a green eyed glare.
“I said faster.” She said, biting my lips as I leaned in to kiss her.
“What a task master you are,” I murmured and lowered my head to trace circles around her n*****s with my tongue. “I don’t want to hurt you. You’ll get really sore if I go any faster than this.”
“I don’t care.” She snapped, “I can handle it.”
“I can’t.” I captured her lips with mine, muttering against them, “I love how you taste.”
She responded by clenching tightly around me, her fingers digging deeper into my back, sending tiny shivers down my spine, “don’t stop, I’m close.”
Once again, I slowed down my thrusts even more, angling my way up as I thrust into her. With the way her legs tightened arou
