“Sit on my cock, Tem.” Tem let out a soft giggle. “No.” “Tem, I swear to Kora—” But Tem wasn’t listening. She lowered her head again, taking him once more down her throat. Leo’s hand returned to her hair, twisting it around his knuckles so he could hold it away from her face. “Need to fuck you—need to fuck you so badly—need you—”
