Julian helped her along, shoving his jeans and boxers down his thighs until his throbbing cock sprang free. Sophia’s fingers wrapped around the thick length instantly, stroking him from root to tip, mesmerized by how scorching and steel-hard he felt in her grip.

“Just keep going,” he rasped, voice low and gravelly.

Sophia obeyed, her hand pumping faster, savoring the velvet-over-steel glide of him.

 A pearl of pre-cum had already formed at the tip; she smeared it over the swollen head and down his shaft, turning every stroke slick and smooth.

 Julian buried his face against her neck, kissing and biting the sensitive skin there, his teeth scraping just hard...