The air was filled with the scent of arousal and s*x. Alyssa was on all fours, her feet on the ground and her hands positioned with palms flat on Dylan’s bed. Dylan was furiously slamming into her from behind, hitting her g-spot inside of her just so. Dylan had promised to show her stars but Alyssa was pretty sure she’d seen the entire constellation thanks to him.
Alyssa moaned in need as the intense pleasure , that came from Dylan’s thrusts, coiled in her belly.
After their first time, Dylan had taken her into his room, wanting to take her there in this exact position. He’d admitted it was a fairly new fantasy of his to which Alyssa had merely arched a brow playfully. She seductively mentioned that she wouldn’t mind fulfilling all of his s*x fantasies.
They’d eaten a brief breakfast
