Towering over me as our mouths separate, he smiles at me looking up at him in confusion. It is his turn to lead, pushing into me in strong, hard strokes, his hand leaving my neck and moving to the bed beside me, supporting him as he starts kissing down my neck.
"Are those your demands, Doll?" He mutters into my neck. "That I spend more time f*****g you?"
"That's not the only thing I said." I breathe back, smiling as my eyes close at the sensation of his tongue trailing over my skin.
"Uh uh," He tuts, his mouth going dangerously close to my n****e. "One step at a time, Doll."
I hum in response, willing to play his game for a moment, and allowing myself to sink into the bed as the waves of pleasure roll through me with each thrust. Sliding my hands round his waist to his back, I feel eac
