“I do,” he answered her question both with words and his body as he slid up to meet her, his cock hard and wanting. Taking hold of his cock, he rubbed the swollen head along her slit to tease her.

His free hand slid up and found her throat, his eyes locking onto hers. His hand was the perfect size for her slender neck and it seemed fragile as he felt her pulse beneath her skin.

“You know,” he mused “if you breathe faster and harder, your climax comes faster-“ his hand teased a little squeeze to her source of air. “It’s a bit similar to autoerotic asphyxiation.”