Reaching behind me, I gripped his cock through his pants. He grunted softly and loosened his hand on my mouth. “Here?” he whispered. “Can you make it work?” I whispered back. “Are you kidding?” He tightened his hand over my mouth again and drew my head back, baring my neck. “You want to get fucked in this closet, I’ll fuck the shit out of you right here.”
