I get up so quickly and follow him to his bedroom. I take off my trousers properly
So many times I've been in here and not once did I ever th
“Lay down. I'll do it myself”
I lay down, on top of his duvet
I’m so hard it actually hurts
My whole body is cramping
“Mh… should I light a candle?”
He stands up and open his drawer
“I think we should. It sets the mood”
“We don't need to set the mood” I'm whining. It's pulsing like fuck
“Stop whining.” He lights a little tea light on either side of the bedside tables. He closes the blinds and shuts the curtains.
“That didn't take not two seconds, did it?.”
He kisses me gently, he positions himself
My heart rate is dangerously high. I feel a headache forming again
It's dark and the only light is the candle light. He looks beautiful
He kisses me more intensely. I feel his rim touch my tip
I grab his head and yank myself up as he presses down
“You didn't just cum from a little tension, did you?”
I shake my head, “No?...”
“It'd be a shame if you did, cuz then there'd be nothing left, would there?.”
“Then sex would be over, wouldn't it?”
“Your breath smells terrible” He kisses me again. He pulls me back down onto my back
“Brush your teeth once we’re done”
I feel him press down until I feel the tight ring squeeze onto my length
“Oh…!” I squeeze my lips with my palms