CYRIL’S POV
Raine’s almost limp body was sandwiched between my chest and the wall. Her legs trembled in my hands, her swollen lips pulsing as she looked into my eyes. The gym was silent except for the sound of our heavy breathing.
Right when I wanted to let her down, she held my wrist. My d**k jumped to attention when her tongue lightly traced her pink lips. She began to move again, her hips rolling lazily, feeding my now hard c**k inch by inch into her warm p***y.
"Let's go again." Her voice was filled with need.
I felt my arousal rise again. f**k, if she didn’t squeeze me for all I’ve got.
I groaned as the walls of her core tightened around me, it felt so good. Her hold on my wrist loosened and I gripped her thighs. She pushed herself up slightly and came down in an attempt to ride
