Sara Michaels
Kingsley paused his slow, teasing movements, his thick c**k still resting heavily between Sara’s slick folds without entering her.
He stayed perfectly still for a long moment, letting her feel every inch of his heat and size pressed against her.
Sara whimpered softly, her body trembling with unfulfilled need. She pushed back against him instinctively, desperate for more, but he held her hips firmly in place.
“Kingsley…” she breathed, her voice shaky and pleading.
He leaned down, pressing a slow kiss to the back of her neck before speaking in his deep, husky voice.
“We’re running late for our date, baby.”His deep voice echoed, sending shivers down Sara's spine.
Sara let out a soft, frustrated whimper, her legs still trembling.
"I see you enjoyed torturing me...." S
