They moved together in a frenzy, Harmony's p***y gripping Axel's c**k with every downward slide, her juices coating him as she chased the building heat. He held back, his Air Force-honed discipline kicking in, refusing to let go just yet. Years of restraint had taught him control, and he wanted this to last, to savor every second of reclaiming her.
Axel flipped them suddenly, rolling so she was beneath him on the couch, the blankets bunching under her back. He hooked her legs over his shoulders, folding her in half, and drove back in deep, his hips snapping forward with measured power. “I’m not done with you yet,” he growled, voice low and edged with possession. His thrusts were deliberate, pulling almost all the way out before slamming home, the head of his c**k dragging against her inne
