Darniel edged Emily at least five times already with his fingers and tongue, every time she was on the verge of releasing, he would pull out and give her a minute or two to come down from her high before sexually tormenting her body again.
It frustrated her greatly, she wanted it to be over already, but she still couldn't figure out what he wanted her to figure out. Her chest violently heaved up and down as she breathlessly complained, "Why do I have to figure out anything?"
"Because you're mad at me," was his simple response before sticking three fingers into her again.
Emily brought her hands to her face and groaned upon being denied release yet again, "I'm going crazy."
Darniel put his phone down and got up from the bed, "Focus, babe. The truth is right in front of you, it's just for you to accept it."
Emily sat up on the bed, watching with confusion as he approached the door, "Where are you going?"
