[Mature Content]
Cass watched, slightly dazed, as Uriel climbed the bed, kneeling over her. Straddling her.
He had such a beautiful body. Broad shoulder, tapered waist, compact six pack and pecs with browned, tear-drop nipples. She'd fantasized about dipping her tongue in the V-cut of his waist since the first time she saw him shirtless, fantasized about tasting the salty sweetness of him as her mouth trailed, lower and lower to the tip of his monstrous cock. Even now, her mouth watered, her response to him almost Pavlovian. She was desperate to touch him, desperate to feel the muscles ripple beneath his skin as he took pleasure in her pleasure.
That desperation was why she was in cuffs right now.
