Dace seemed lost in his senses right now, his head drew back against the pillow and his eyes shut, his grip on my waist slightly painful. He did nothing else than that as he allowed me to keep grinding him with my lower body, and his bulge got bigger and bigger and the feeling between my legs wasn't easing, almost like we enjoyed teasing each other right now.
I closed my eyes and bit back my moan loving the feel of his bulge and his grip on my waist, it was painful but at the same time it was a pleasure for me or so I thought… his grip got deeper to the point I felt my skin breaking and I flashed my eyes open and looked down. That was when he retreated his hand, gazing upon them and I did too.
Surely seeing his nails elongated, slightly black with a very sharp edge wasn't something that was new to me but the looks he had was what backtracked me almost like he couldn't believe they were there or they weren't supposed to, did they come out unwillingly?
