"It seems we weren't..." He grunted softly, his head rested against the headboard, "the only ones who had the same thing in mind." His eyes fell to the soft, snow white hair of his fiance, his Luna, bobbing her head at the centre of his hips. The lewd sounds of her sucking filled the space. His fingers thread through her hair for stability on his own rather than to guide her. Amira lifted her head, cheeks lightly flushed with a string of drool connected from her lips to the tip of his cock. She laid between his legs, clothes discarded to the floor. Her blue eyes raised to meet his heavy-lidded gaze. "I hope you're not getting off hearing them." She teased while she sat up and straddled his hips. His hands rested on her thighs. "As if anything sounded better or felt..." His eyes rolled before fluttering shut as Amira sunk down onto him. His knuckles flexed against her thighs, whitening to the near shade of her hair. His control fraying at the seams. "You were saying?" She rolled he
Leer más