Nadia
I’m doing this. I’m totally in the moment. Totally with Flynn, who is carrying me away with his unbridled passion.
Cigar guy isn’t here in the room. He’s not between us.
I straddle Flynn’s waist and position my entrance over his c**k. He holds the base steady for me as I rise up and slowly lower over him. I love that he put me in charge. I get to control this. I’m on top. I have space. I can breathe. I can pace things the way I need them to be paced.
I definitely feel safe.
More than that–I feel alive. Lit up. Tingling with excitement.
Flynn’s groan echoes off the walls when I take him inside me. “You’re killing me, Peaches. You feel so good.”
My hands fall to his sturdy shoulders, my hair falls across my face. I catch my lip between my teeth as I ride him. He grips my a*s to
