His bottoms were off, and he grabbed me by the ankle, dragging me to him at the edge of the bed before he hooked his arms behind my knees and folded me underneath him like a hot pretzel from the mall. He pushed inside, sheathed in the arousal that had overflowed and seeped to my inner thighs while I’d stood in front of the fire. He gave a victorious moan when he reaped the reward of his labor. He sank fully inside before he ground into me, rubbing his pelvic bone against my c**t.
It hurt to take all of it, but his hot skin against my c**t lit me up like a firework.
I gripped his wrists and held on as he started to f**k me at the foot of his bed, hard and fast, like a stallion at the beginning of a race.
I lay there and did nothing except take it, watching this six-foot-three monster of
