Possessive Afterglow

Avery

Declan's thrusts became more erratic, his breathing harsh in my ear. He was close.

"Touch yourself," he commanded. "Make yourself come on my cock."

I reached between my legs, finding my clit swollen and sensitive. The lightest touch made me gasp, and I began to rub in tight circles.

"That's it," he encouraged, his voice strained. "Show me how much you want it."

The dual sensation of his cock