She could feel the light breeze caressing her slit. His stripes seemed to be leading her to his cock. “You are just huge!” She gripped him like a life raft and let her claws drag lightly along his back. She bit her lip, watching as he rolled a condom on, appreciating the control even as she wished she didn’t need it. The other slid down between her thighs and found her red hot clit and she teased it between thumb and forefinger. She wanted him inside her. She rolled her eyes, though her smirk softened just slightly. “You didn’t hesitate,” he murmured, his voice laced with quiet amusement. She neared her pussy, her fingers toyed with her clit as she moaned softly. “No panties?”
She smirked, half-lidded eyes gleaming. “I saw, well, you looked turned on.”
She giggled, “I was.”
The night moved around them, but her world had shrunk to just this—his voice in her ear, the weight of his attention on her, the way his presence alone sent a slow, smoldering heat curling deep in her
