“So… would… you… let me… go…to work?”
Mirabella’s voice was broken into pieces, her words cutting, almost choking out as her body trembled beneath him. Her mouth was half-open, gasping for air, sweat covered her whole body, but she still managed to force the question out between cries of pleasure.
Hunter’s c**k drove into her relentlessly, filling her to the hilt, stretching her open so wide she could feel every inch of him, every vein pulsing inside her walls. Her hands clutched the sheets above her head, her knuckles white from gripping too tight. Sweat poured down her chest and neck, dampening the strands of her hair that stuck to her flushed skin.
Hunter lowered his head and licked the shell of her ear, his hot breath brushing her skin and sending her nerves spiraling. His voice was
