Knut
I sank my c**k to the hilt. The satisfaction on my woman’s face told me I should never leave her.
Her legs wound around me. I slammed into her again and again, rocking back onto the bed until I was fully on it. Freeing a hand I gripped her breast through her dress and her p***y spasmed.
“You’re wearing too many clothes,” I grunted.
“You didn’t give me any warning,” she panted.
“Nor will I,” I pulled out and flipped her over, this time tossing up her skirts to bare her bottom before guiding my way inside. She was so wet, I plowed her from behind, hips slapping her fleshy arse. “I expect you to be naked and ready at all times, my mate. At least for this first month. I told you that from the first.”
She arched her back, working against me. I kissed and licked the curve of her ear a
