🦋ALTHEA
I whimpered, the sound muffled by his deepening kiss, my tears drying on my cheeks as the coil in my belly reformed, tighter and hotter. His teasing built it steadily, thumb flicking now, then pinching lightly, drawing out gasps that had me shifting atop him. The frustration from before melted into need, my body craving movement, craving to take him as fiercely as he held back.
Finally, it snapped—pain fully eclipsed by a pulsing want that made my thighs quiver. I broke the kiss, bracing my hands on his chest, and lifted my hips experimentally. His cock slid out halfway, the drag exquisite, before I sank back down, a moan tearing from my throat at the renewed fullness.
