Chapter 117
“That’s it,” he growls. “Look at you go. Your face is turning red.” He strokes himself faster. “Are those thighs squeezing together, princess? You want my come, don’t you?” He starts to breathe heavier, the slapping sounds of his hand stroking his erection filling the room and making my nerve endings stand up straight. “I’m not going to last long with you looking so sexy like that. I’ve been holding back all day.”
“All day?” I choke out, rubbing myself faster through my bikini bottoms.
He nods. “All f*****g day. Thinking about how tight and wet your p***y is going to be when I finally get inside of it.”
The filthy things he says to me. The way he looks at me while he does it. It’s so much better than I imagined. Better than any fantasy I’ve built around him in my head while
