I groan as I feel wetness on my n*****s. A warm tongue slowly flicked at me making me groan again. Teeth tugged at my tiny bud and I finally opened my eyes.
"What exactly do you think you're doing?" I ask Arya. "You should be sleeping"
The silver rays of the moon shone through the open windows illuminating the room. Arya eyes shone mischievously as she gently palm my semi-hard erection through the sheets.
"I don't want to sleep. I want you" She says stroking me harder
I unconsciously thrust into her palm and she grins up at me.
"I think you want me too" She states indicating my slowly swelling manhood.
"Of course I do" I say. "But you're going to be very sore in the morning"
"I don't care" She says pouting. She looked so hot with her lips pursed that I wanted nothing more than to
