HIS POV
I yanked her up, sat back in the heavy chair, and dragged her onto my lap like she belonged there. My c**k was still slick from her ass, throbbing against her entrance.
“Ride me.” My voice came out low, sharp, more command than request.
Her eyes burned with defiance and desire, but she obeyed, straddling me with shaking thighs, lowering herself down inch by inch. Her moan hit me like fire, high and needy, as her p***y swallowed me whole.
“Ahhh—fuuuuck,” she gasped, nails raking my shoulders as she sank all the way down.
I grabbed her hips, forcing her to move, grinding her c**t against the base of my c**k. Her t**s bounced in my face, n*****s hard, begging to be punished. I caught one in my mouth, biting hard enough to make her yelp, then twisting the other between my fingers
