[Dean sat up slowly, reluctant to put space between them, but she promised him a ride. She planned to deliver on her promises. Her hands cupped and stroked him for a moment before she picked up the condom wrapper and tore it open, rolling the rubber onto him quickly. She pushed up on her knees and hovered over him for a few seconds, smiling wickedly, giving him a clear view of her body with the chains against her skin moving each time her breasts heaved when she panted and her hand firmly holding his cock in place below her before she sank down very slow. Wanted him to watch himself disappearing inside her.]