Charlotte Sanguinite POV: I won’t be able to walk tomorrow.As the pistons in and out of me, my eyes roll to the back of my head, cries spilling out of me. Three pumps and he has me orgasming. He doesn’t stop, fucking me through it.“Harder,” I moan, wanting him to be rougher, needing more contact with him.He seems to know what I’m craving because he scoops me up, cock still in me, and brings me over to the kitchen table, which is wider. Positioning me on my back, one hand now in my hair again, he yanks my head, making my back arch and reaching a spot inside of me that I didn’t know existed.This heat between us is explosive.“Robert!” I sob.“Fuck, you’re tight,” he groans, his mouth on my chest, my nipples.He’s biting my skin aggressively, and I can smell my blood where he breaks the skin. But the pain drives
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