His handsome face approached mine and then he placed his hand on my breast and fondled it playfully. I could hear his slightly harsh breathing right next to my ear before his c**k penetrated into my core once again.
“Are you about to c*m again, Leya?” he whispered into my ear.
Leya?
My eyes widened as my p***y automatically clenched hard around the grith of his c**k when I heard him calling me by my nickname. It had been too long since he last called me by that name. So long that I wasn’t sure just how many years ago it had been. Unlike his nickname, my nickname wasn’t given to me by my parents, and I could count the number of people who knew me and called me by my nickname on the fingers of one hand. It was something that I held dear, so hearing him call out my nickname so passionate
