Sienna was lost in a whirlwind of sensation. The cold mahogany against her back contrasted with the searing heat of his c**k. She could feel the internal muscles of her p***y clamping down on him, pulsing in a desperate, rhythmic attempt to draw him deeper.
"I'm going to... I'm going to come!" she shrieked, her voice cracking.
"Not yet," Leo growled, suddenly slowing down. He paused, his c**k still buried deep inside her, his chest heaving. "Stay with me, Sienna. Feel every inch of me."
He began to move again, but this time the thrusts were short and shallow, rubbing the head of his c**k against her c**t with every slight twitch of his hips. It was a precise, agonizing form of torture.
"Please!" she begged, her voice a broken sob. "Leo, please! I can't... I'm right there!"
"Tell me yo
