IVY POVHe slammed his cock back into me, and I cried out, arching into him as he moved faster, harder. My back hit the sheets with every thrust, and a desperate, shaky moan ripped from my lips.His hands were on me, gripping both my breasts, thumbs brushing over my nipples as he drove into me deeper, harder. “Ah… fuck…,” he growled, voice rough and low, each word vibrating through me.I gasped, fingers clawing at the sheets, nails digging into the fabric. “Oh… yes… harder… don’t stop…” I whimpered, voice breathy and ragged, heat pooling unbearably between my legs.He obeyed.He was fucking me wildly, brutally, pulling my legs up to his waist. His hands gripped my hips, driving into me harder, faster, each thrust pounding me so deep, so relentless, I couldn’t get enough. Every nerve in me burned with need, craving more… all of him, all of this.His pace kept escalating, faster, harder than before, like he couldn’t get enough of m
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