I felt impatient when he didn't give me what I wanted. I never thought that this is how it feels when you are declined something you want. It's so close, just a little bit more, but he didn't continue.
"Why are you mad, love?" His wet hand moved to his length, and he started to pleasure himself. "Uhhh, I could imagine your tight püs$y, Felicity. How it immediately wraps around my c∅çk every time I pound you," he moaned, moving his hand over his c∅çk. I felt my core throb at Damian's words, as if my body remembered how it felt inside me.
"I-I don't care!" I avoided his gaze and closed my legs because the feeling of something missing inside me is annoying, and instead of giving it to me, he's denying it because of his jealousy.
I don't even know why my body is reacting like this! It's onl
