The air between them crackled with unspoken anticipation as she stood, waiting for his next move.
"Turn around," he instructed, his tone leaving no room for pause.
She pivoted, her hands instinctively finding the edge of the table.
She bent forward, resting her weight on her forearms, her body naturally falling into a standing doggystyle position.
The cool wood pressed against her skin, a stark contrast to the warmth radiating from Gon behind her.
She arched her back slightly, offering herself to him, her breath hitching as she felt his presence close in.
Gon stepped forward, his hands gripping her hips with a possessive steadiness.
He entered her again, slow at first, letting the sensation build.
A deep groan rumbled from his chest as he felt her tightness envelop him, the pleasure hitting him in waves.
She moaned loudly, the sound spilling from her lips unchecked, raw and unrestrained.
