Gavril
The car pulled up in front of the mansion, and I let out a slow breath. That had been the longest f*****g drive of my life after Naomi had gotten off her knees before me, looking as if she had found the secret to immortality in my c**k.
Presently my c**k was pressed to my thigh painfully, begging for release, and had come close when I had touched Naomi’s wetness between her thighs, tasting her on my lips.
Tonight, nothing was going to stop me from having her the way I wanted to, as many times I wanted to. I had been holding back with Naomi, reminding myself of my prime goal of getting her pregnant so that it would solidify my f****d up plans.
I hadn’t taken a moment to enjoy her, to see how far she could be pushed and what she could do in the bedroom.
That was going to change.
