Teasing my sex with one finger.
Two.
Three.
"Please."
"Beg me."
"Please."
He teases again.
Again.
Again.
"Please what?" His voice is low, demanding.
He teases again.
God, my sex is aching.
I feel so empty.
So incredibly desperate to be full.
"Please, I want to come on your hand. Please."
He pushes a little deeper.
"Please. More."
Deeper.
"Please."
There. He drives his fingers into me.
Then he's pulling them out.
Another thrust.
Another.
My body relaxes. He's giving me what I need. Exactly what I need.
He fucks me with his fingers.
It's rough. Hard. Fast.
And it feels so fucking good.
"Brendon," I breathe. "Please."
"Say it again, angel."
"Brendon."