MAYA
I gasped sharply as Tristan suddenly moved, flipping us with effortless strength. One moment I was the one in control, stroking him, humiliating him so deliciously, and the next I was on my back beneath him.
He hovered over me like a predator, his powerful body caging me in and his dark eyes burned with raw hunger.
My legs were forced wide apart and knees pushed up until they were nearly beside my t**s with my feet dangling helplessly in the air. The tiny black lace nighty rode all the way up to my waist, leaving me completely exposed. My soaked thong was the only pathetic barrier between us.
Tristan settled between my spread thighs, and my breath hitched violently when I felt it- his monstrous, still rock-hard c**k slapping heavily against my p***y. The thick, veined length rest
