"I want these wet and slippery. Asap." Placing them in my hand.
My sex tightens as I rubbed the candy along my opening. The candy stimulating my skin wickedly.
"They are soft, beautiful and sweet like you Adela. I love the way you are spread out for me, fucking yourself with my candy. Do you want me to suck you until you come? I can do it without even touching your clit. Do you want that?"
God, yes. I would like that. His mouth on me. My clit pulsing against my palm. The candy melting. His low laugh sends ripples throughout my body.
"You are torturing me Darryl." So ashamed of myself for saying this. For wanting this.
Keeping my eyes firmly on his. Just to afraid to look elsewhere- like down at his huge cock pointing right at me, through his pants.
"It's a pity. I have no control over that."
No control? My scowl must be fierce because his brows rose.
"Adela, there is only one way I want to fuck you right now."
I stutter through my whisper. "H..H..How." Wondering if I had lost my fucking mind.
Grinding my hips. Standing on one leg. Naked. Ready and willing. Wanting his lips on me. If only I could read his mind. He tilts his head, moving in closer.