KIRA'S POV. "You're looking dangerously delicious." I chuckled, moving my hand to touch myself and his eyes followed my every move, they were burning with lust and defiance. I climbed on top of him, straddling his hips. His cock, still wet from my mouth, pressed against my entrance. I teased him, grinding against him without letting him in, watching his frustration grow."Fuck, Kira. Just take it," he groaned, his hands gripping the sheets.I leaned down, my lips brushing against his ear. "Not yet, darling. I need you to beg for it."He growled, his hips bucking up to meet mine, but I held my ground, keeping him right at the edge. His frustration was strangely arousing, and it fueled my desire to dominate him further."Let me in or let me fucking take control, you crazy bitch!" he huffed, and I slapped him across the face, hard enough to leave a red mark but not to truly hurt him."Beg me, Ashton. Beg me to wrap my hands around your neck and lower my wet hole onto your hard, throbbin
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