delectabledeviants

I want to watch porn with you.

I’m clothed, you’re naked. You have no idea I’m not wearing knickers. My secret lies under my dress. I’ll save it until you’re really naughty.

Watch the screen and think about what you’re seeing. I watch you harden. Throb for me. But I will touch you when I say so. Don’t say a fucking word. Just throb for me.

I lift my dress and you see my fishnets. My exposed, glistening lips. It’s turned me on so much to watch this with you, to watch to touch you, but watching you pine, throb, stiffen.

You’re as distracted by me as you are the movie. Don’t say a word. Don’t touch. So much carried within eyes now. Something electric. your cock still twitches. I want it.

The fucking on screen gets ever more sinful, I reach over scratch the very tip of my nail down your shaft, to your balls, to your ass. Drown in your reaction. That violin stroke of your moan. The music of your sex. I want more.

To tighten my fingers around your cock. To hear that deeper, cello. To push faster and faster and faster. This isn’t about holding back, this is about making you cum.

Your hand moved to my knee to steady yourself. Fucking delicious. I know you’re close.

Until..  that scream .. your hips spastic against my punishing fist .. and you cum for me. Hips bucking. So much spunk.

I leave you throbbing and breathless within the moment. Wondering if i’m going to suck you. Lick up every drop.

But you’re still hard. And very sticky.

And I’m demonically in the mood to ride you.

littlebitsoflust

littlebitsoflust:

fuck. yes.