Pov: Isabelle
Just as he was about to pull back. He drove into me again in one brutal thrust.
I screamed, the sensation of being filled so suddenly and completely, tearing through me. He didn't pause to let me adjust. He pulled back and slammed into me again, setting a relentless, pounding rhythm. The table screeched against the floor with every thrust, the sound echoing through the studio, mixing with the wet slap of skin against skin.
"Take it little girl," he gritted out, his fingers digging into my flesh, sure to leave bruises in the shape of his fingertips. "Take all of my cock."
I was helpless, pinned beneath him, forced to endure the delicious onslaught and the friction which was incredible, his d**k dragging against my inner walls, hitting a spot that made me see stars. I moane
