"You can," she whispered, her voice a filthy caress as she ground her pussy against me, her clit dragging against my cock, her juices dripping down my cock. "And you will." Her hand left my cock, sliding up to grip my hair, yanking my head back as she looked down at me, her eyes burning with dominance. "Beg for it."
"Please…" The word tore from my lips, my voice raw, my cock throbbing as she continued to tease me, her pussy so close, so fucking close. "Let me fuck you. I need it."
"Mmm, there's a good boy," she purred, her voice dripping with satisfaction as she aligned my cock with her clit, rubbing it against her in slow, deliberate circles. "But not yet." Her hips moved faster, her breath coming in desperate gasps as she felt her orgasm building, her pussy flooding with arousal. "You'll cum when I say you can."
