Dameon POV - A Matter Of Pride

"You've gotten softer inside. Does it feel good?" I grinded my hips slowly against Len's as he turns away in the hopes of escaping reality.

I tilted his chin to look in my direction, catching his tear filled eyes as I felt him clamp down on me. A grin tugged on the corners of my lips before I leaned in and pressed my lips against his.

Len tries to pry me off him, but it only seemed to play out in the exact opposite as his arms hooked around my back. My tongue slipped through his soft lips, twisting and teasing against his very own as I felt his soft whimpers reverberating down to my core.

I pulled his waist to mine, sliding a pillow beneath his waist as my hips pounded deeper inside him. His insides clenched and clung to me with each thrust, begging for more as I teased at his tender spots and roused his pleasure. I broke the kiss, staring at his face as he teetered on the verge of climax before I stroked his hard and throbbing member.