Marcello
The weight of her body pressing tightly against mine threw a violent shock wave through my nervous system. Every point of contact felt like a burn cutting through the cotton of my shirt and the fabric of my trousers.
She wasn’t holding back an ounce of her weight. She leaned into me with the reckless abandon of a person completely untethered by reality, her soft frame molding itself into the hard lines of my body until there was no air left between us.
And trapped beneath the thin material of my trousers and driving into the soft flesh of her thighs, was a hard-on so fierce it actually made my vision blur around the edges.
It was an involuntary betrayal. My c**k swelled, thickening into a rigid, painful knot of lust that pulsed heavily against her skin, branding her with the
