He huffed, watching and trying not to buck his hips. It was too much. His free hand found her hair and slowly tangled into it. “M..More.” He said, starting to push her back down to the base, a little faster.
The studs on his cock were rubbing against her throat, and that alone made her stomach flip. He was panting and moaning lowly, his noises sounding more feral as he kept up.