The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 39
As the thought popped into my mind, Dicken unexpectedly stopped. The emptiness I felt down there only exacerbated my arousal and I let out a dissatisfied moan in protest.
Oh my god! I couldn’t believe I made a sound like that!
I wanted to raise my hand to cover my mouth so that I wouldn’t make any more shameful noises. But my wrists had lost all their strength, it was as if they had melted away from my arousal.
Dicken held onto my waist and flipped me over to a position where I was on my hands and knees.
No! Stop! I didn’t want to become a mere object for the beast to resolve his arousal. The lack of stimulation momentarily sobered me up and I managed to reject the desires in my mind.
I tried my best to block him with my arm and bent my knees to crawl away. But a split second was all Dicken needed to pull me back into his embrace.
It felt like a blazing hot iron rod was rubbing against my skin. He breathed erotically into my ear, making me feel his humid breath.
“L-in-d-a-m-y-li-n-d-a.“
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