Dropping my hold on his leg, letting it fall around my hips, changing the angle a little, but not in a bad way, I slide my hand up into his, tangling our fingers together, my other hand drifting down to curl around his cock without even thinking twice.

I thrust in harder, closing my mouth over his, the cheap fucking bedframe in this ratty little motel room creaking under the strain, which would be funny at any other time, but right now, I'm a little too fuckin' distracted to care.