LOREY pov
The couch creaked softly beneath us as his body moved over mine.
His hands gripped my waist, his fingers pressing firmly into my skin as his hips drove forward again. My breath caught in my throat as another deep thrust filled me completely.
“Oh God…” The cry slipped out of me before I could stop it. My fingers clutched the back of the couch as a wave of pleasure rushed through my body.
He didn’t slow down.
His hips rolled forward again, harder this time, forcing another gasp from my lips. My body trembled beneath him as the sensation spread through my stomach and down my thighs.
“That’s it… keep that… just like that,” he groaned, his voice thick with need as he pushed deeper into me.
Each thrust made the couch shift slightly beneath us. The rhythm built steadily, faster a
