Chapter 47. Waiting

Strïth POV

Watching Ayla's movements makes me very horny, not just because she's beautiful, but because she feels comfortable doing it, without fear of any negative repercussions.

I let her take control little by little and each new step made her even more confident, which is my best reward. I know we can't go all the way, I can't take her here and now, I won't feel what it's like to bury myself inside her and feel her pussy squeeze me, or hear her screams and moans with every thrust I make...

But it's okay, even if it's torture and my instincts want to take over, but I stand firm in my decision.

I'm rewarded by seeing her completely naked, her sex is all wet and as she has her legs open, I can see her liquid wanting to flow out and it's so shiny. I ran my tongue around my lips, wanting to taste her right away.

Ayla moved her hand to her sex, opened her inner lips, left her entrance even more exposed and let out a hoarse grunt. She bit her lips, but did