A groan escapes his mouth as he feasts, drawing a line from my ass to my clit, inserting one finger to skyrocket the pleasure. He takes me to the edge but stops just as I’m about to fall over. “You’re going to come on my cock,” he practically growls, pushing to a stand. He positions himself at my entrance but doesn’t put me out of my misery. “Aiden,” I groan. “Please.” He only smirks as he slides his cock along my skin.
