Leona didn't hesitate this time. She straddled Nikolai's hips and let her ass settle right against him, the heat between her thighs spilling slick down the length of his cock. She ground herself against him, slow, heavy, and needy, making a mess of his stomach and not caring. There was nothing careful about it now. She didn't want to pretend.
Her eyes met his, hungry, daring him to say something.
"You look really sexy right now, Leona."
Nikolai's hands cupped her hips, steadying her, his grip hard enough to leave a mark if she moved too fast. But he let her take the lead for now.
"R-Really? How sexy... where?"
She reached down, found his cock, and pressed the head right against her slit, rubbing herself on him, getting herself even wetter. A sticky sound filled the space between them—her body eager to accept, his cock throbbing within her palm. "Is it my ass, here... how does it feel?"
"...or maybe my pussy?"
