Derek clenches his fists as he fights the urge to drag Kalin back into bed. He watches and bite his lip hard, almost drawing blood as he enjoys the strip tease.
Derek takes a deep breath, letting it out with a low rumbling growl, "Why would you want to tease me? Is it because you like to see me aching for you or is it because you want to be punished later?"
Kalin smirks at him and squeezes a generous amount onto his fingers before turnin around and bending slightly. He reaches behind himself and rubs his fingers over his asshole.
Derek rakes his eyes over Kalin's slender frame, feeling his body heat up and his cock twitch, "Getting yourself ready for me? I thought you liked it when I did that."
Derek growls and grabs a handful of the sheets as he tries to restrain himself, "Your driving me crazy." He licked his lips and smiled, waiting to see Kalin's reaction to the warming lube now that it was in his ass.
"Patience is a virtue, sir." Kalin smirks over his shoulder, moaning softly as he pushes his fingers deeper, scissoring them to stretch the right muscle. "Feels so good~"
Derek groans and rubs his free hand over his cock, trying to calm the beast down before it ripped through his pants, "You better get yourself nice and loose, otherwise you'll have to spend our time here in a wheelchair once I'm done with you."
His cock springs free, standing ready to fill Kalin. Derek's eyes darken and his grins widely, "I'm pent up because a certain little minx has been torturing me for a while now."
Derek tosses the bottle to the side and ticks his arms behind his head, "No...no, no. You're going to be the big boy that you are and make up for what you did." He chuckles and lightly grinds his hips upwards again. "Take responsibility for what you've started, my little minx."
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