Naomi
I felt gorgeous in his eyes at this moment. Once we stepped out of this car, who knew what would happen, but right now, as the car moved through the city, sending flashes of light through the windows, I felt gorgeous.
I watched as my hands slipped down to his silk shirt as I slid from his lap, barely able to fit in the small space between the seat and his legs. Gavril let his legs fall open to give me more room, and I sank to my knees before him, my hands finding his length straining against his pants. My throat went dry as I traced him with my fingers, realizing he must be painfully hard.
What had done that? Was it because he got off on the power?
Was it me?
I hoped I affected him like he affected me. I hoped that he lay awake at night, long after our s*x session, and thought
