Jake

Holding on for dear life with one hand, I chanced the possibility that I would lose my balance. The need to touch myself was so strong, I reached down when he growled at me. “Don’t you fucking dare. I never said you get relief,” Viktor said.

Whining, I lifted my free hand back to his thigh and held on as his pace quickened. I sighed as he came angrily. Warmth filled my mouth and slid down my throat. Goddess, he was going to be the death of me but fuck, at least I’d go ...