Dominate My Dick Just Right

How I have you held in-between my thighs

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We lie as sweaty messes entangled like serpents together. I grip him in-between my legs. My cheek rests on his drying chest. My right leg swings over his resting hip. Like he’s a horse I’m looking to mount but I’m unsure if I should.

His steady breath fills the warm. I rise and fall with each inhale and exhale he takes. My one hand rests gently on his chest. The other deftly hides beneath my comforter. I probe and stroke his dick with a perceived innocence.

I take a chance looking up at his face. There’s this slight grin adorning his bearded cheeks. It’s that look saying ‘I know what you’re up to my insatiable little minx.’

“You’re going to wake him up,” I hear his voice rumble under my ear.

“Mmm hmm, he’s already awake. I can’t help it.”

I try to feign innocence with my last words. In a way it’s true. Having him near me makes me want him. Even when we’re spent, sweaty, panting with post fucking exhaustion.

“You don’t mind to help it.”

He retorts with a chuckle. I nod my head in response to his retort. His neck reaches down to my propped head. His lips press into mine in a sweet, demanding kiss. That kiss that makes me want to give him all and…