Wicked Pleasures [Steamy Short Stories]
Thea wailed helplessly, her expression utterly wrecked, cheeks burning crimson, features contorted in overwhelming pleasure
Her breasts were yanked and dragged in a chaotic tug-of-war, palms clashing in their greed to seize and squeeze.
Through hazy, lust-fogged eyes, she gazed down at the man below, his tongue swirling languidly around her navel, fingers kneading and playing with the gentle folds of her stomach.
They ravaged her in every way imaginable, but nothing compared to the cock filling her and she reveled in it, the sensation pure, intoxicating bliss.