Those cerulean eyes were once again beaming into hers like a personal beacon amidst the sea. Her mouth was against his own, and he greedily kissed her back, enjoying the moan that had left her mouth and the wetness he felt against his fingers. The same ones that were dampened by her folds, he pressed it against her bottom lip, rolling it down. Razmyr's breathing was heavy, bringing her opposite hand down between his own legs so she could feel his hardened cock. Though he didn't ask questions, he just forced her fingers around it, slowly making her stroke while his mouth kissed and sucked up her neck towards her ear.
"I already knew you did, but perhaps I want you to say it princess. Not show me. Beg me to fuck you on this bed."
