Drake wiped Arla's tears and showered her with kisses, hoping that it would distract her from the pain.
"Touch me and kiss me," Arla said, surprising Drake.
"It might lessen the pain before you move again," Arla added.
"Okay," he replied before gently pushing her legs wider and started rubbing her clit in a circular motion.
Arla grabbed his head and kissed him intensely making his cock throb.
'Fuck, I must not lose my control again,' he said inwardly.
"Mmm," Arla moaned when he suck her tongue, her hands release his head and roamed all around his body.
'She is making it worse! Her soft hands are making me want to fuck her hard!' Drake screamed in his head. He stopped moving and his manhood ached, screaming at him to move.
Drake pulled away from their kiss and his mouth landed on her breast. This is his way of distracting himself from the fact that he is inside her but cannot move, at least not yet.
