You’re wet with begging, aching and waiting, teasing him through this flimsy fabric.

He hears the groan of you and mirrors your moans with his own. His fingers snagging against the lace, they curl and claw. Tugging, twisting, stretching.

His cock flexing in your hands, you reach your mouth around the hard of him and draw him in, feeling his love rubbing inside you again.

He pulls your knickers aside and pushes, he too will have you.

Now, come here, and feel him with you.