"Ugh…"
Damian's hips pushed against my hand as he tried to get more friction. He was so tempting that I felt like I had to do something.
My hands were beginning to get tired, but Damian seemed nowhere near coming. His cock kept twitching in between my hands, and I felt like I had to do better.
'I-I can do it. I can make him come. I just need to try harder…'
If my hands were not enough, then I needed to try something else. And I knew what would help…..
I quickly took off my top, and embarrassment hit me in waves. I was moving on autopilot and moving before my brain could catch up with things.
As soon as my hands stopped touching Damian, he opened his eyes and looked at me. His eyes widened as he saw me stripping myself off.
"W-What are you doing…"
He asked, almost embarrassed. But his eyes refused to look away from me for even a second. That intense heat made my mouth water as I tried to think about what to do next.
