Crawford Starrick

‘Crawford Starrick standing close to my back, his lips on my ear, whispering erotically about all the things he wants to do to me, how he wants to make me feel good as he presses himself against me, letting me feel how much he wants me. I press back against him and let him know I’m more than interested. He goes about his meeting after, leaving me aroused and wanting him, anxious to get him in my bed.’  

Confession [@castielsangel-x]

‘While Crawford in his suit is one of the sexiest things ever, all I want is for him to rip it off while he pounds me senseless into the bed.’

Some nights, when Crawford is out late at night and I’m the only there, I like to go into his study, sit in his chair, lift my legs onto his desk, and masturbate. I get hornier the more I think about how he’ll be sitting there the next morning and how the others won’t know what had happened there the night before. As I’m doing it, I hear the door open and Crawford walks in… but instead of stopping, I keep going until I climax, keeping my eyes locked onto his the entire time.

Crawford Starrick waking me up after a night together by moving close to me and placing kisses on any bare skin he can reach until he has no choice but to go under the bed sheets and straight between my legs with that sinful tongue of his.

Confessed by @castielsangel-x

Crawford loves bringing me to orgasm with just his hands because he gets to control everything and the way I end up desperately begging for his cock.

I’m spread out on the bed, eyes locked with Crawford as he watches me from his seat. He’s telling me how to touch myself, so I follow his every direction and put on the best show he’s ever seen. His smooth, low voice and lustful eyes soon drive me over the edge, begging for Crawford to finally do something. “Good girl,” he whispers, finally giving me his hot, throbbing length.