Dane Murray

She didn’t know why she wouldn’t just let herself give in, perhaps because it felt like letting him win too easily. So she set her book down and focused her energy on not crying out or squirming, knowing that the way her body tensed up probably gave her away and she wouldn’t last much longer anyway. “Fuck.” she moaned, arching her back off the bed when finally the pleasure was too much. “Dane, please…” Her plea -for nothing in particular- came out slow and breathy as she tangled her hands in his short hair.

She watched as her crawled under her covers, but still it shocked her a bit when she felt his tongue. She just barely managed to contain a gasp and keep a hold on her book. “That’s one way to get what you want.” She mumbled after a moment, trying to keep herself calm and relaxed.

“If you expect me to stop reading you’re going to have to do better than that.” Riki told them, trying her best to hide a smirk behind her disinterested expression.