OSCAR
The feel of Ava beneath me was something I’d never take for granted. She was all soft curves, passion and fire; and it was like every inch of her was designed specifically to drive me crazy with need.
I wasn’t sure why I’d been blessed with someone quite like her for a mate, but I’d never take her for granted, and I’d always treat her like the Queen she is and deserves to be.
At the first touch of my lips on hers, she moaned contentedly, melting into the kiss. She tangled her fingers in my hair, pulling me on top of her, gasping at the feel of my c**k pressing against her core.
I tilted my hips, rubbing my tip across her opening and c**t, leaving her moaning with every touch.
She broke the kiss to catch her breath, tilting her head to give me access to her neck. I obliged immed
