He grinds his pelvis into me, and I let slip a soft whimper. He responds just the way I expected, diving in even hungrier, rolling into me as he sucks and kisses the length of my neck. I inhale sharply at the feel of his mouth, and it isn’t all pretend. In fact, very little of it is. He grasps me by my throat. Not in a threatening way, just a dominating, desperate way, like he’s aching for control but only if I’ll give it. “Keep making those sweet sounds and I really will fuck you on every inch of this counter.”
