The leash pulled tight, jerking me forward before I could react. Evelina's weight pressed against me, hips locking mine in place. Her skirt rode up my thighs, the thin lace teasing my cock with every deliberate grind.
"Finally," she murmured, tugging at the collar again, "I get you all to myself."
Her hand dove under her skirt, fingers dragging over her already wet folds, teasing me mercilessly.
"Ah~ ngh~," she murmured, her voice low and teasing.
The heat of her skin through my clothes was sharp, intimate, and commanding all at once. I shivered, arching toward her without realizing it.
She smirked, noting every movement. Her thigh pressed firmly between mine, grinding slowly, pressing me down as her hand traced along her own folds, teasing herself while still holding the leash taut.
"You've been very obedient today," she whispered, her lips close to my ear. "So I'll let you rest for now, while I handle everything myself…"
