He’s bigger than I imagined, thick enough to burn, stretching me so wide my mouth falls open in a silent scream, and he buries himself to the hilt before I can adjust.
The fullness is immediate and total. My p***y clenches around him involuntarily and he groans through his teeth.
My hands fly to his chest and push but he doesn’t move an inch.
He grabs both my wrists, pins them above my head with one hand, and starts f*****g me with long brutal strokes that shove me up the couch with each one.
“Look at her,” Reid says from across the room, and I can hear the grin in his voice. “She’s already gone. Eyes rolling back and everything.”
The wet slap of his skin against mine fills the room along with this filthy squelch every time he bottoms out because I’m so wet it’s running down my ass.
