AVA'S POV
My body jolted with every deep thrust as Adrian stayed buried inside me, his c**k stretching my walls without pause. The mask was gone, the truth out, yet his fingers still pressed against my tongue while he moved. I sucked them clean again, tasting my own arousal mixed with the salt of his skin, and the act only made my p***y clench tighter around him.
He pulled his hand free and gripped my hips instead, holding me steady as he rocked forward in that same relentless rhythm. Each stroke dragged along every sensitive inch inside me, slow enough that I felt every ridge and vein. My legs shook from the effort of staying upright against the bed, but he didn’t let me collapse. He kept me exactly where he wanted, f*****g into me with measured force that made my breath catch on ever
