"Such a sweet, responsive mate we have," purred Damien as he rolled over onto his back, pulling me so that I was on top of him. I ended up sitting upright, straddling his hips, his giant cock pinned between the lips of my pussy and his rock-hard abs.
Unable to control myself, I pressed my hands down onto his chest and rubbed up and down, moaning as the hardness of him hit my clit in all the right places.
"Patience, Sweetness," Damien crooned, gripping my hips so I couldn't move. "You are going to set me off and ruin all the fun. You don't want to do that, now do you?"
I frantically shook my head back and forth, my pussy squeezing, throbbing around nothing. I wanted to cry at the emptiness inside of me, but looking at the promises in Damien's eyes, I forced myself to still.
"Anyone thought to bring lube?" asked Lucien as I felt his presence behind me. I stiffened for a moment until Damien pulled my attention back to him.
