My eyes snapped up to face Draven and then, back to his d**k to see the trail of hair cutting down from his belly button and down to groin.
I looked back up to his face, my breathing still heavy and I expected to see even a hint of amusement on his face but there was none. Rather, his fingers trembled the more he stroked himself, not stopping.
His eyes were thick and heavy with lust. And he looked nothing like the man who just said the most vulgar words ever.
I gulped as he climbed back on the bed. Bending down, his nose touched mine and his hot breath fanned my face.
“I had wanted to eat you out before we f****d today. But I can’t wait any longer, else—I’ll genuinely run mad,” he strained voice came through gritted teeth.
My insecurity about not shaving completely disappeared but i
