"You look so beautiful." Ziya whispered, altered her eyes at his cock and began stroking his dick with lubricant, going from the pink tip to the bottom, creating the most lewd noises, sticky.
She called every inch of his body beautiful; every reaction, every jolt, and every breath he was taking. For her, beauty meant him.
Shivers ran down his body, hearing words of affirmation for every part of his body and soft whimpers escaped his lips. Her words were driving him hornier.
He straightened his back onto the warm pillows, feeling the pleasure slowly course into his stomach and reach every cell of his body and looked at his red, swollen, thick, long and pulsating cock in her slick fingers.
The sight of his shameless cock made him moan. His cock was acting so needy and so against him, wanting to remain poise.
How was he going to remain poise when her gentle fingers were stroking him so skillfully, making him feel the sweet pleasure and driving him so crazy that he could only think of pleasure? Nothing else.
There was no way he could stand what she had in her mind.
"You're rock hard." She purred, tilted her head and returned her dark gaze to him, to deliver the delight and itch she was feeling in every cell of her body by causing him the pleasure she wanted to cause.
He received it and twitched in her hand, making another sound that soaked her pussy. A high, sharp and needy noise, which could shake a being.
Her jaw clenched, her fingers tightened, and she lifted up the speed, jerking him with more intensity, making sure he felt every line and part of her hand.
She was going to jerk him until his dick remembered the size, the weight, and the curve of her hand. An imprint she wanted to leave into his skull, heart, and body.
"Does this feel good?" She questioned, watching the red crimson on his cheeks, the dry on his lips, the mess of his hair, the restlessness into his tightening throat and the tremble all over his body.
She had long desired to see that look in his eyes, to see that effect on his body.
It fulfilled her to the core, yet drove her hungrier.
He nodded to her question, whimpering or biting his lips. She could not confirm for her eyes returned to his cock, the tip oozing out pre-cum.
His eyes quickly noticed the pre-cum, and he turned more bashful, not wanting to act like a depraved boy, but still whimpering and twitching more in her hand.
It made her jerk his cock more passionately, wanting to feel the twitch again and again, until she had taken his breath away, until he was biting his lips and holding himself against the mattress, his fingers into the sheets.
That is when she removed her fingers from his cock, and watched him lay breathless onto the pillows as if a lightning had struck him.
He looked amazing with that blush, with that mess he had created underneath him and with those needy moans escaping his lips.
He looked depraved, trembling with the need to orgasm.
But that was not the only thing which was beautiful. His swollen and pink cock was twitching in the air while leaking pre-cum as if someone was pressing onto his balls. So seductive and lewd.
She chuckled at the view of his dick twitching uncontrollably in the air, and while he tried hiding it from her eyes once he noticed what she was watching.
"No!" She exhaled, her eyes dark as if a warning was escaping them, and seized his hand above his cock, not wanting him to cover it.
"I want to see it." She felt herself soaking her panties even more at her own words. He wasn't far from the effect as well.
He clutched the bedsheet and whined as if a child was denied his favourite candy.
"You would cum if I just continued looking at your cock, right?" She chuckled, looking at his blushing cheeks and clenched eyes. He looked frustrated, yet soaked in pleasure.
He didn't say anything, but opened his eyes at her, as if he did not wish her to say those words.
Truth. He did not want her to say those words because they were going to cause him an orgasm.
The corner of her lips curled. She grasped his cock again, and gave it a gentle squeeze. She gazed right into his eyes. A still moment.
The heaviness crept up, reached his heart, yet he did not understand what that eye contact meant. He just moaned like the sweetest boy, not knowing she was going to take away his soul.
She pressed her thumb onto the tip of his cock and began rubbing, squeezing the tip of the cock with her fingers around it as well.
A smirk curled her lips again when a deep whimper escaped his lips and he sent his head back onto the pillows, his throat highlighting Adam's apple.
"There!" she grunted as a chill ran down her spine and rubbed the tip of his cock harder, watching his stomach shrink in, his lungs heaving, causing sensual and deep moans from his lips.
Her thumb on his penis opening was tingling his skin. He felt her thumb pushing him further and further, making him so good that he could not put in words.
He could only moan and tremble, and he did what he could. He moaned for her so sweetly, driving her and himself insane to the point of no return, while she continued teasing the tip of his cock, making sure he felt every graze and squeeze, wanting him to feel everything she had been holding inside.
She had been going crazy with those thoughts of wanting to push him to such an extent. Now it was his turn to go crazy, to dip onto the level she wanted to see him.
His thighs quivered like a leaf, his back arched and his fingers dug into the mattress, his breaths stuck in his throat. He had reached the edge.
END OF THE CHAPTER
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