Chapter 291
- She smirks, clearly pleased with herself, and her pace quickens. “Like that, do you?”
- “Hell, yeah,” I breathe, thrusting into her fist.
- Her hand keeps working, stroking and squeezing and driving me wild. When her thumb slides over the tip, collecting the drop of pre-cum, I nearly lose it. I start to tip my head back,but then she shoves me into a sitting position and straddles my lap.