Amelia couldn't take her eyes off of it as the head of his dick came out of his fist, the tip already shining with pre-cum. She could feel the heat coming off his skin and the power that was building up in his body, ready to be released.
Rex didn't touch Amelia with his cock, though, as he had promised. Instead, he kept it just out of reach, using it to tease and torment her, making her increasingly aroused without actually penetrating her.
Amelia's heart raced as she nodded, giving Rex the go-ahead he needed to keep going. "Yes, Rex," she said in a voice that was barely above a whisper.
"Do whatever you need to do with my body... I want to feel... better."
Rex seemed to need those words to feel better. He growled low in his throat, a sound of pure, unadulterated male satisfaction.
His hands, which had been kneading her shoulders, suddenly became more forceful and demanding. They boldly stroked her curves, squeezing and caressing every inch of bare skin.
