When he was finally done with her, Quinn had already came thrice and her legs were numb, they felt like they weren’t even hers anymore. This man…he was nice overall, but not in bed…
No matter how hard she begged, he did not stop, he tantalized her with his tongue, with his lips and with those long, slender fingers until she could barely think. He was a bad man…a bad, bad man in bed.
Closing her quivering thighs before he could dive between them again, she looked up at him, watching as he licked his smirking lips. “This is even more fascinating than I thought it’d be, your reaction after every orgasm makes it hard for me to control myself…and yet in order to see it again, I choose to suffer…not anymore. My c*ck is as hard as a rock, it’s just about to f*cking burst. You’ve had your fun,
