Chapter 58 Trust Me?

• “Trust me?” I asked.
• My voice was hoarse yet gentle. Amia swallowed and then nodded. I gripped my cock and rubbed the tip up and down her folds. A desperate noise fell from her lips as I slapped it down hard against clit. I hummed as I slid it along the wetness that seeped from her. My little wolf liked it when I slapped my cock against her pussy. It took every ounce of restraint I had left not to thrust into her wet and waiting cunt. As much as I wanted to, it wasn’t what we were doing today.
• I leaned my head forward and spit on my cock. She wriggled her backside impatiently, but I wasn’t in a rush. I used my hand to lather the tip and spread it down my length. I pressed the tip between her thighs and her folds separated as I pushed my hips forward. Her mouth made an o-shape and her eyebrows raised in surprise. I pulled back and thrust my hips forward.