14.Jan.21, 11:43 AM
Pendalier's breath was rapidly becoming harsher as Esille tortured him exactly how he demanded. Slow slides down his shaft and a decadent wiggle at the end had his hands clenching on his heavy thighs. He knew if he touched her at any point until he was ready there would be no stopping him and he would fuck her until they both screamed. Now was not the time for that and Pendalier fought his own baser instincts as Esille rode him. Her hands were curious and drifted around his body with soft touches that were driving him mad.
His own hands didn't listen long and one slipped between them to slip between her folds where he lightly pinched that bundle of nerves. It was a gentle pinch, not designed to hurt but designed to cause as much pleasure as he could. A soft press and flick of his fingers before he was moving on. He could feel his shaft slipping in and out of her, her slow glides up affording him the ability to caress his cock with his own fingers and a deep moan was torn from his chest. "Fuck," he growled and lost all control.
His hands reached around to grab her ass cheeks in a brutal grip before slamming his hips upwards. Hands were still gripping her ass as Pendalier shifted them and moved them to the floor settled harshly between her thighs. He angled her hips as he knelt on his knees, feet pressed against the couch and he slammed in and out of her with a fury that shocked even him. "Touch yourself, now, I want to feel you when I go," he demanded roughly, hips jackknifing back and forth as he drove himself closer and closer to a climax. "Come for me Esille," he moaned and his fingers dug into her hips.
When her climax hit her, Pendalier pounded inside her his own climax seconds after hers. He shouted as he released with a single savage thrust inside her and his body trembled before he settled himself on top of her. His breathing was harsh and his heart thundered beneath his skin as cock twitched with the aftershocks of that harsh climax. "Remind me to do that again later," he whispered against her skin as he kissed her shoulder gently.
His own hands didn't listen long and one slipped between them to slip between her folds where he lightly pinched that bundle of nerves. It was a gentle pinch, not designed to hurt but designed to cause as much pleasure as he could. A soft press and flick of his fingers before he was moving on. He could feel his shaft slipping in and out of her, her slow glides up affording him the ability to caress his cock with his own fingers and a deep moan was torn from his chest. "Fuck," he growled and lost all control.
His hands reached around to grab her ass cheeks in a brutal grip before slamming his hips upwards. Hands were still gripping her ass as Pendalier shifted them and moved them to the floor settled harshly between her thighs. He angled her hips as he knelt on his knees, feet pressed against the couch and he slammed in and out of her with a fury that shocked even him. "Touch yourself, now, I want to feel you when I go," he demanded roughly, hips jackknifing back and forth as he drove himself closer and closer to a climax. "Come for me Esille," he moaned and his fingers dug into her hips.
When her climax hit her, Pendalier pounded inside her his own climax seconds after hers. He shouted as he released with a single savage thrust inside her and his body trembled before he settled himself on top of her. His breathing was harsh and his heart thundered beneath his skin as cock twitched with the aftershocks of that harsh climax. "Remind me to do that again later," he whispered against her skin as he kissed her shoulder gently.