KIRA'S POV.
"You're looking dangerously delicious." I chuckled, moving my hand to touch myself and his eyes followed my every move, they were burning with lust and defiance. I climbed on top of him, straddling his hips. His c**k, still wet from my mouth, pressed against my entrance. I teased him, grinding against him without letting him in, watching his frustration grow.
"f**k, Kira. Just take it," he groaned, his hands gripping the sheets.
I leaned down, my lips brushing against his ear. "Not yet, darling. I need you to beg for it."
He growled, his hips bucking up to meet mine, but I held my ground, keeping him right at the edge. His frustration was strangely arousing, and it fueled my desire to dominate him further.
"Let me in or let me f*****g take control, you crazy b***h!" he hu
