C105 Malishka

Rose’s POV

"Damien..." It was a strangled plea.

My thighs trembled violently. I couldn’t control the sharp, involuntary clench deep inside, and then the floodgates broke. A gush of wet, hot stream pulsed out of me, soaking his thighs and the chair beneath us in a sudden, shocking rush. I cried out, my body convulsing.

"Yes, baby. Come for me."

He didn’t pause as he encouraged me