My crotch moved against his rising organ, feeling its hardness cause my loins to quake and my c**t to throb. My wanting body rose up naturally to meet him and a second later his organ split my insides in two.
I groaned savagely as my p***y closed in around the hard c**k and drew it in. His response at first was just the gentle rocking motion of his hips, something guarded and obscure. Kisses covered my mouth, my lips, my throat – but a dozen times over he returned to my lips, seeking something unknown there.
I kissed back, a natural act, as though we had floated back in time to years before when we had the luxury to enjoy moments like this one. Enjoy now? After all his violent acts? Was I a fool to have fallen for him again… or had I fallen at all?
I remembered a time when, with the sam
