Harper moaned softly, her nails digging into his shoulders more as the tip of his c**k pushed inside her. Oliver’s entire body went taut at the sound of her moan, his hips driving forward with more urgency. The soft give of her nails digging into his shoulders only spurred him on further, the slight pain mixing with the overwhelming pleasure of being buried inside her. “Oh god yes,” he grunted against her neck, his movements becoming more demanding. “Mark me up if you want to. Show me how much you love having your caveman f*****g you against this wall.” His thrusts grew deeper and more insistent, each stroke hitting the perfect spot inside her that made her legs tremble around his waist. The oversized black shirt bunched up between their bodies as he set a relentless pace designed to drive
