Ariah pov
Deakins words send a shiver through me, and when I roll over to face him, I can't help but feel intimidated by the heat in his gaze.
Dexter slides in next to me and begins kissing my neck, causing the fine hair there to stand up.
Moving my hands to Deakins' chest, I let my fingers explore and trace the outlines of his abs. As my hands drift downwards, I find the waistband of his boxers and tug at them lightly, working them down as I go. Pulling away from our kiss, I give Deakin a wink and slide down his body, using my hands to gently push him till he is lying flat on his back. I'm continuing my way down until I come face to face with his enormous manhood. My hand wraps around as much as it can while I begin working it up and down, inciting a moan from my man. Feeling my conf
