KORBIN
Remember when I swore
That you and I would never die
That you and I would never die
It might be that he just set too high an expectation on himself in this. To perform, to excell, to blow her mind and be some unparalelled master of the bed... when really, he was not. Just a boy with some experience and a lot to prove to himself.
That resolve to hold back and give her the time of her life before he saw to his own needs quickly dissolved when he felt her finger leave him however. He watched with smoldering eyes how she brought that finger to her mouth, transfixed by the expression on her face as she tasted him, and then accepted his challenge.
His length twitched again when her hands returned, hot and throbbing with need. His hips made an involuntary thrust into her hand once the protection was in place, breath turning ragged as he fought to restrain himself. Korbin swallowed hars, mouth gone dry; he wanted her so badly, and was almost afraid of giving in to it. Unsure of whether he would last, if he could hold himself back long enough to make it good for her too.
But her eyes were demanding, and his resolve crumbled. Arms quivering slightly from the effort of holding his weight up, Korbin brushed a hand down her side, to the swell of her hip, the soft thigh; with his eyes locked on hers he lowered himself down, gasping with the pleasure as his cock brushed against her body, her core, caressing her folds in a long, lingering stroke. Positioning himself, pressing lightly against her entrance... and lingered, just to savor the suspense, the wait, the painfully pleasant anticipation.
He did enjoy making her desperate, too.
That resolve to hold back and give her the time of her life before he saw to his own needs quickly dissolved when he felt her finger leave him however. He watched with smoldering eyes how she brought that finger to her mouth, transfixed by the expression on her face as she tasted him, and then accepted his challenge.
His length twitched again when her hands returned, hot and throbbing with need. His hips made an involuntary thrust into her hand once the protection was in place, breath turning ragged as he fought to restrain himself. Korbin swallowed hars, mouth gone dry; he wanted her so badly, and was almost afraid of giving in to it. Unsure of whether he would last, if he could hold himself back long enough to make it good for her too.
But her eyes were demanding, and his resolve crumbled. Arms quivering slightly from the effort of holding his weight up, Korbin brushed a hand down her side, to the swell of her hip, the soft thigh; with his eyes locked on hers he lowered himself down, gasping with the pleasure as his cock brushed against her body, her core, caressing her folds in a long, lingering stroke. Positioning himself, pressing lightly against her entrance... and lingered, just to savor the suspense, the wait, the painfully pleasant anticipation.
He did enjoy making her desperate, too.
Remember when you swore
we had it all?
we had it all?
