There was something so arousing at the idea of Uryu having to hold composure over himself. Hearing that strain in his voice made something coil tight in Decembra's belly, as though she hadn't even cum at all. She still felt hot, and she throbbed deep in her core at the idea of him throbbing, aching for her.

"Well we wouldn't want that, now would we?" she said softly, her voice still holding that tinge of hunger. The idea was impulsive, yet it didn't stop her from pushing herself from the bed and quickly finding a thin strapped summer dress and hastily threw it on.

"I adore how much you love the taste of me, makes me want to sit on your face" she said cheekily as she tucked her feet into shoes, grabbed her keys and left their apartment. At this hour the drive would be quick, under fifteen minutes if she really gunned it.

"I wish I was there with you right now, I want to feel you throbbing on my tongue. Or better yet, inside me"