Kiara climbed on top of Zique, her knees sinking into the soft mattress as she spoke “W-What now?”

Zique smirked, his face almost buried in her bosom as he looked up at her. “You hold it like this...”

He grabbed her hand, loosely closing it around his shaft. “And then you put it exactly where you want it.”

Kiara’s hand hesitantly tightened around the hard flesh, her face as red as blood as she guided it towards her entrance. She was embarrassed, the fact that she was begging him to mate her was embarrassing enough and now he wanted her to do it herself.

In deep diffidence, she buried her head in the crook of his neck, not wanting him to see her do something as desperate as this...and then she slowly slid down on his shaft, drawling a moan as she did so.

Zique groaned beneath her, his hand latching onto her hips. “How about you be my cowgirl now...ride me...do whatever it is you want.”

Kiara raised her head to look at him, totally confused. “B-But I’m no—”

“You just have to move your