I clenched my jaw so hard my teeth ached, every muscle in me strung tight like a goddamn live wire.
Her pussy—fuck, it was molten, a slick, scorching grip that hugged my cock so tight it felt like she'd burn me alive.
Those silky walls clamped down, pulsing, dragging me in deeper, and I swear I could feel every ripple, every shudder, like she was trying to ruin me.
The air hit me like a punch—thick with the salty sting of sweat, her sweet musk, and that raw, dirty scent of us crashing together.
My hands dug into her hips, fingers sinking into that soft, plush flesh—God, it gave under me like dough, so fucking tender yet begging to be marked.
I gripped her hard, bruising, pinning her shaking body down as I slammed into her.
Her skin was blazing under my palms, slick with sweat, so damn smooth it was sinful.
I could feel her pulse hammering through her, syncing with the wild thud in my chest.
