Liam’s POV
I couldn’t take it anymore, my c**k throbbing with raw need.
I seized Lucy’s hips, lifting her over me. She locked eyes, sliding down onto my d**k, inch by torturous inch, lips parting in a filthy moan, eyes rolling back. “Oh… f**k… yes, Liam…”
We both groaned, the heat between us a blazing inferno. Her p***y clenched tight, hot and slick. Hands pressed hard on my chest as she started moving—slow at first, grinding in lewd circles, milking me with every twist.
“s**t, you feel so f*****g good,” she hissed, voice ragged, body quaking as she accelerated, riding me like she was ravenous.
Her t**s bounced wildly, n*****s peaked and pleading. I reached up, grabbing one, then the other, twisting them between fingers as she f****d harder. The bed groaned like it might snap, head
