Her eyes widened.
He kissed down on her. Lips. Eyes. Nose. Just everything to serve as a distraction. And it worked. Her tensed frame ease.
Before she knew it, he was moving in and out. The ache remained, but it lessened with each thrust.
“Holy hell. You're so tight” he groaned in her mouth. The vibration, travelled through her spine to her entire nerve. “So warm. So mine.”
Kyla couldn't speak. She felt him everything. Evey inch. Then it began to form in her. The pain folded into something unimaginable. Primal. Too good to be true, she questioned reality.
Her wince slipped into something she couldn't recognize coming out of her throat.
Carlos pace hardened at every thrust. His sexy groan grazed her lips, neck, breast until his marks burn everywhere.
Their eyes met. Heat, breath,
