I can’t stop craving them and demanding their touch and more.
Cullen opens his jeans and pushes them down.
My hand is now full of his rock hard cock.
I stroke him from bottom to tip.
I squeeze.
I pull at him.
I need him right now.
Cullen then touches my hands, handing me a condom.
I look down and realize he wants me to put it on him.
I’ve never done this before.
I look into Cullen’s eyes.
He smiles at me.
I manage to open the condom, then use both assumption and what I’ve seen before in my life with guys.
Just roll it down…
As soon as Cullen is ready, I grab the edge of the desk again and wait for Cullen.
His lips brush against mine and then down to my neck.
He kisses on my neck.
Then he stops.
“Did he do this to your neck?”
“I told him to,” I whisper.
“You like it…”
“Just with him,” I say. “With you, take me slowly. Make me feel everything. Take your time.”
Cullen grabs my sides.
I groan and rock my hips.
He greets his body to mine.
And he does just as I said to do.
He goes slow. He makes me feel every inch of his body.
By the time he’s all the way inside me, my hands have such a grip on the desk, I start to shake.
I’m trembling far too soon like this.
I’m just seconds away from finishing…