Thirty Nine

When he slid in, she bit back a moan while curling her hands on the sheets again.

He groaned, not quite used to how tight she was and began moving after a while.

Despite the cold temperature coupled with the AC, they were both covered in a film of sweat, their breaths ragged.

As he moved his waist gradually, she pumped up her hips to meet with his thrusts.

He reached out and began kneading her breasts, suddenly quickening his movements because he was about to cum.

"I'm on pills..". She told him when she noticed he was about to pull out.

With a groan, he quickly released everything inside of her and she sighed when she felt his cum inside of her.

There was silence as he collapsed on top of her.

They kiss for a while before he pulled away.

He fell back beside her and spooned her from behind.

"You're fuvking good". He sighed, his hand gliding over her breasts, his fingers tweaking her nipples, rubbing the surface.

She shivered at his touch, feeling exhausted she closed her eyes