My back came in contact with the tiled bathroom wall.

Henry heaved me up, pressing himself flush against me, while one of his hands held both of my wrists up.

He nibbled on my bottom lip, moving his cock up and down my wet folds.

If only he'd just sink himself inside of me.

His lips left mine for a moment, then latched onto my neck.

Sucking.

Biting.

Licking.

Arousal dripped down my thighs as I rubbed my wetness against his hard length.

Fuck I was aching to touch him.

My fingers twisted in his grip, he responded by tightening it while his other hand trailed down my body.

“Henry…”...