“You liked that, did you?” he says, voice husky with need.
“Yeah,” I breathe against his neck. “More.” I squeeze our d***s as if to add a “please” to my request.
“Look at me.”
Lifting my head, I meet his gaze as he offers me a finger. “Suck.”
I swallow it and moan around the salty taste. I lick and bathe it with my tongue, making it nice and wet, before hollowing out my cheeks and sucking, never looking away from him, my hand never stopping its pace on our d***s.
“God, Adrian.” His entire body trembles and his hips buck upward, seeking more friction. I give it to him. He groans; it’s a deep sound coming from the bottom of his chest, and it vibrates through my bones.
When I let go of his finger, his hand finds its way back to my ass. The newly bathed finger presses against my hole.
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