Tristan stepped forward, his eyes glued to Evelyn's figure. She writhed in pleasure, her body shuddering as she came down from her high. Her face contorted in ecstasy, her lips parted, and her cheeks flushed red.
The sight of her made Tristan harden instantly, his erection pressing against the front of his pants. He bit his lip as he watched her come down from her climax, her breathing ragged and heavy.
As if sensing his gaze, she slowly turned her head towards him, and their eyes met. Their gazes locked, and Tristan felt his heart skip a beat. Something about her stare set his blood ablaze, causing his cock to swell further inside his pants.
She blinked once, then twice, looking at him curiously. Her eyes widened when they settled on his throbbing member. She looked away quickly, her cheeks flushing pink. "Master?" she asked hesitantly.
[Pleasure meter: 2/100]