*Grace*
The room was draped in darkness, save for the faint glow of the projector casting a haunting light on David's face. I pressed myself against him, my arousal evident. My fingers slipped beneath the hem of his shirt to brush against the warm skin of his abdomen. He shuddered under my touch, and I reveled in the power I held over him in that moment.
"Can you see how turned on you make me?" I asked seductively, grinding myself against his already hard c**k. David's grip tightened on my thighs and up my ass, and he pulled me down on him, trying to end the distance between us.
"Don't tease me, Grace," he warned in a hoarse voice.
His strong hands began to roam over my body, exploring every inch of me with a mix of urgency and reverence. He cupped my breasts, his thumbs grazing my n*
