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Author: Toxic_Sweetie
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DAMIEN RAPHAËL POV

I started to thrust deeper and slower, making sure every inch of my cock was felt inside her as she ran her hands up my arms with a soft gasp.

I leaned down to whisper in her ear, "You feel so fucking good...so tight and wet for me."

"Hmm..."

I began to move my hips in a deliberate, grinding motion, ensuring that every thrust hits her most sensitive spot. I kept one hand on her breast, teasing her nipple, while the other slides down to grip her thigh tightly, holding her leg back as I fucked her deeper.

"Goddamn..." She gasped softly, her nails gripping my arms.

The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room along with her loud moans. I leaned back to watch where our bodies join, fascinated by the sight of my cock disappearing inside her over and over.

"D...Damien..." My name escaped her lips in that soft, needy tone that sends a jolt of pleasure straight to my cock.

I groaned deeply, my thrusts becoming more urgent and deeper when I saw her gripping th
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