Chapter 052
DARIUS
I crouched low in front of Sebastian, my knees spread wide over his hips, my hand still rubbing my c**k in slow, deliberate strokes.
The cream from earlier made my palm slick, gliding smoothly from the thick base to the swollen head, each pull sending a jolt of pleasure through me.
My c**k throbbed in a hard and leaking, the tip glistening with pre-c*m that mixed with the cream.
Sebastian’s eyes were fixed on me, wide and glazed, his chest heaving against the ropes binding his wrists and ankles to the bedposts.
His own c**k stood rigid inside me, buried to the hilt from my last slow descent, stretching my hole with its thick, veiny length.
The fullness was intense, a delicious burn that made my breath catch.
I could feel every pulse of him, every twitch, a
