CASEY
Cesar's dark eyes dragged me deeper and deeper down into their abyss. Pleasure slowly replaced the feeling of being stretched. I began rocking my hips, causing Cesar's erection to rub over my belly. His breathing deepened, but he kept up pumping his fingers into me at a slow pace, watching me, his other hand clinging to my outer thigh.
A deep throbbing spread from my centre, and I gasped, and not from the pain this time. Cesar's thumb flicked over my nub, and I splintered from the inside out, into thousands of particles filled with sensation.
Cesar watched me hungrily, almost reverently, and I smiled, not even sure why. I was still reeling from my high when Cesar pulled his fingers out and grabbed my other thigh, lifting me up, my back against the wall, my body trapped between it and his chest.
I knew what he wanted. My hands flew up to his chest, resisting. When his erection brushed my inner thigh, I gasped out,
"No, wait!"
