A dark chuckle left Ming Tao's lips and his gaze sparkled with an already flowing desire. "When you ask me like that," he breathed, closing the distance separating his groin from between Mira's spread open legs. "How could I refuse?" Ming Tao took his hand off Mira's mouth and moved it to his cock. He held it and positioned it before her spread open entrance, stroking.
Mira's mouth widened. She let out a strained breath as he humped his cock on her entrance. She felt his length brush against her clit in a slowed momentum that drove her mental.
"Beg me again. Tell me to put it inside you. Tell me you want me inside you." Ming Tao whispered. His eyes laced her entire body. He let his hand move back and forth his length, the same way he remembered her do it.
Mira's eyes locked in his, her breath heavy. If she had to wait one more second to tolerate him teasing her entrance instead of putting it inside of her, she was convinced that she would run mad, literally.
