CHAPTER 27. run

  Without wasting another second, he freed his hard cock, and I licked my lips, watching the pre-cum dripping down his shaft. 

  Isaac cursed something under his breath and slid inside me. I whimpered, my walls stretched around him, holding him tightly with my legs while his chair squeaked with every slow thrust he made. 

  “Fuck, you feel so good little bird,” he murmured, catching my lips. 

  His pace increased, and he swallowed all my moans while I tugged him closer, needing more of him. 

  He tried to lean back, but I wouldn’t let him, grabbing his hair and forcing him to stay. My climax reached, and I trembled beneath him. 

  He growled, breaking free from my grip. “Stop milking me otherwise I’m going to come.”

  His grip on me tightened, as did my walls in response without control. Another growl rumbled in his chest, and he pulled out, making me whimper.