My thighs wetter and stickier the longer he caresses me. His fingers dance around my slit, teasing my clit where the pounding is the worst, but not giving me that release I crave.
"Ezra!" I whine. I'm practically humping his fingers and I've lost track if it's me who's making the movements or Kora who is practically drooling.
"Oh, now you know my name?" He taunts. One finger presses against my clit, with barely any pressure at all and he slowly rubs it in a lazy circle. With his other hand, he pushes the tip of one finger inside me and sucks in a breath. Beneath me his erection twitches like it's trying to escape the confines of his pants. "What's my name?" he purrs into my ear, he presses a little harder with his rubbing motion and I gasp, biting my lip.
"Whatever you want," I pant. I
