Chapter 33

Adrian

I had her wrists and ankles free after that sentence I had whispered in her ear—don't you dare cum yet—and I dragged her to the table, where I sat on the edge and glanced up at her.

"W-what are you doing?" She asked, rubbing her thighs together subtilty, but I saw it and leaned forward to drag her to me by her hair, lightly, of course.

I pushed her to her knees.

"Don't rub your legs together to cum because if you do, this will end a whole lot differently than I planned."

Then I untangled my hand from her hair and leaned back on the table, "Now suck me off."

"What?"

I replied by gazing up and down her figure.

She was still stark naked, of course, her nipples straining like they were begging me to be touched and her face that was stained with a streak of tears from the pleasure mixed with pain.

I groaned and arched my head backward when she tried to unbuckle my belt but only ended up making me harder if that was possible with how she kept fumbling with my belt.

"Fuck!"

I brushed