Dion rocks into him, reveling in his heat and the tight squeeze of him with a low groan. He leans close and holds him there, finding it best to keep Joshua as steady as possible while he begins to thrust.

As he will. Goddess. Joshua is entirely at his mercy - wants to be - and it is heady.

"Yes. Just as I'd wanted.. I could nearly swear you were taunting me all evening with this.."