“Bloody hell, Emma,” he moaned as he pumped his hips. His c**k was hot and massive, and I moaned in anticipation as I squeezed him. “Ye ‘ave no idea what ye do to me, do ye? I want to tie ye to my bed and never let ye go. f**k ye morning, noon, and night. I need to be inside ye, my love. Please.”
“I’m right here.” Releasing him, I wrapped my legs around his waist and rubbed up against him. My thighs were slick from my first orgasm, and he entered me hard and swift.
We both moaned, and before I knew it, he’d sat back up and pulled me astride him. At the new angle, I fell even deeper over him and whimpered. His arms wrapped around me, and his lips plundered me, but he held me anchored to him as he pulsed inside me.
I squeezed my muscles, milked him, and waited for him to release me so I
