TASHA
“I’m gonna come...” I sang out loud when I came in force as he saddled my wet crevice in a powerful thrust, moaning to a high crescendo of pleasure.
“You’re. So. Fúcking good, Princess. Squeeze my c**k. Come...for me,” he groaned, never slowing his thrusts.
My walls clenched tightly around him, accepting his vigorous assaults as I closely grasped the sheets in the ball of my palms with my chest softly pressed on the bed as I breathed out heavily. Panting.
Countless. How many times had he sent me to my peak? I couldn’t keep track. He didn’t look tired at all and was utterly brazen with his words.
With eyes so dark, he was amorous and had a sinful tongue that was telling me how much he wanted me, he was intense.
His hands secured my hips, so he could easily level my body into wha
