DELILAHEvery thrust is a wave I have to ride, a deeper thrust into a feeling I can’t describe, it’s both pain and pleasure, a necessary violence. His voice is a low, rough rumble right in my ear, “You look so fucking good when you’re being torn apart by my cock.” It strips me bare, leaving me defenseless against the truth of it, the heat of his gaze, even when I can’t see it.I can only clench around him, a reflex that feels like surrender, letting a long, throaty moan escape that is less a sound and more an ache. It’s a noise of my own making, but it feels like it comes from outside me, a chant filling the room, doing exactly what he says, it's dismantling me.“You’re dripping for me and taking my cock so well. That’s it, mmm, show me how much you want me.”My small body is just a hinge, rocking back and forth, my lower back pressing into his groin, desperate for the friction. The slaps he gives my arse are sharp, punctuating the rhythm he’s set, and I release stuffy, long moans in
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