Chapter 281. Drystan’s cock pulsed deep inside her, stretching her walls in a way that made her cry out, back arching off the bed. “Ah—Drystan!” Her moan hit him like a punch to the chest. His head dropped against her throat, breath shuddering. “Fuck, Sunshine…” he groaned, voice gravel and heat. “You feel like fucking heaven. So damn tight. So wet for me.” He drew out slowly, dragging every inch of himself against her walls—then slammed back in, making her scream again. “Ah—ah! Yes!” Her nails scraped down his back, her thighs clamping around his waist like she needed to hold on or else she’d break apart. He grunted, hips snapping harder. “You moan like that again and I’ll fucking lose it.” “Drystan,” she gasped, barely breathing, “don’t stop—don’t you dare stop—” He didn’t. He couldn’t. His hips moved with growing force, rhythm building, pace ruthless and yet somehow still full of reverence. His forehead pressed against hers, their eyes locked. “This pussy is mine,” he
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