Clay
Heat! Fu*k! I bite my lips, stifling a howl as it sears my flesh. My whole body is on fire, the tightness igniting the rage inside of me as hot blood rushes through my veins, burning a path to my pulsing di*k. I can barely breathe properly and Anthenet isn't even making it easy for me. I force my hands away from my thighs, well away from my erection, trying to concentrate. I might have stood a better chance if I had gotten to finish earlier. Maybe after this meeting when I'm alone, I can take care of my… little situation, or rather big situation.
But fu*k if it isn't driving me crazy. My nose flares at her scent and my breath hitches. I can see Anthenet squirming in her seat, hear her ragged breathing, and feel how much strain her little body is under, making my body burn for her.
