CAMILLA RYDERI shifted on his lap, sliding until I was pressed right against the hard length of him. His breath hitched, the sound rough and unsteady, as if he wasn’t used to feeling someone like this. Slowly, I lowered myself, and his soft groan broke through the silence.His hand shot to my waist, gripping me too tight at first, then loosening like he was learning how to guide me. His hips moved, tentative at first, then harder, deeper, as if instinct was taking over where experience couldn’t. I clung to his shoulders, my body trembling, gasps slipping from my lips.“You like it?” I teased, my br*asts brushing against his face as they swayed with every motion.“Oh… f*ck… I love everything about you,” he rasped, voice low, before his mouth claimed me hungrily.His grip was rough, almost desperate, one hand pinning my hips down on his c*ck, the other cupping my chest as if he couldn’t bear to let me slip away.“F-f*ck, Vin…” I cried, twisting under his touch. He suck*d harder, not pa
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