~Storme~
The first thrust had me gasping for air. My eyes watered and my ears stung with the force which he tore into me, but I loved it. I loved the mix of pain and pleasure that it brought.
“Are you okay?” Theo whispered harshly, his breath hot against my face.
I groaned, and wrapped my arms around him, pulling him even closer. “Don’t speak…just keep on with what you’re doing.”
In response, he resumed his strokes, and I could feel him getting harder and bigger inside of me. And then, it became a battle of dominance as we both fought for the best person to be in control.
“You’re too determined, aren’t you?” he rasped, when he saw that I wasn’t giving up.
“Never,” I said, swirling my tongue over his bottom lip and biting down on it hard enough to make him bleed a little.
A deep rumb
