She closed her eyes, folding her own breasts with one hand completely lost in the bliss. It had been so long since she had felt pleasure like this, and now, with him inside her, she planned to enjoy every second.
Oliver gripped the sheets as waves of pleasure overtook him. He grunted in frustration while Jianna rocked him maddeningly slow, drawing out every second.
Jianna smiled, satisfied, but she wasn't done teasing him yet. She lifted her hips, pulling completely off him before sliding back down.
Oliver threw his head back, his hips jerking violently at the sudden movement.
The motion drew a soft, needy moan from her lips.
She continued to tease him, whispering, "Beg for it."
Oliver gasped, breathless. Over his dead body would he beg.
He exhaled sharply, trying not to react, but Jianna's slow, teasing movements were impossible to ignore. Every roll, and every shift of her hips made him lose every sense of thinking.
