“Yes…” The King thrust upward, grinding his hard length against my arse as he cupped my breast. “So long since I’d had a warm quim tighten around my cock and milk the seed from me. Do you deserve that, little one? My flesh pounding into yours until you come apart on my length? Hmm?”
I’m not usually one to highlight dirty talk, but this… wow. Beautiful. Very dirty… but beautiful.
