“Mine.”He groans
His thrusts turn punishing, each one branding me deeper as his fingers tangle in my hair. He licks a stripe up my throat before biting down hard on where my pulse pounds.
“Say who owns this pretty f*****g body.“
“You Aiden!!!Just you baby”.
My head falls back on the pillow,he groans against my neck as his thrusts get even harder, pushing us both toward the edge. His hands are everywhere—my waist, my hair, gripping my thigh to push it up higher—
“Sweetheart… I'm close.Fuck,f**k!! Let go with me.”
He groans when I tighten around him, barely able to hold back as i come apart for him. He grips my waist tighter, fingers digging into my skin as he moves faster—chasing his own release.
“f**k—sweetheart…”
His thrusts become erratic before he finally loses it too, pressing
