Alpha Chase
CHASE
Vienna’s tits are fucking perfect. My fingers sink into the pliant flesh, squeezing them beneath my palms as she rocks her hips against mine. My hands are bigger than most, and everything about her is small compared to me, but not those tits- they’re a perfect fit. Her smooth thighs slide up to my waist, legs wrapping tightly around my torso as her fingernails dig crescents into my shoulder blades. The girl is a scratcher- and a hair puller, and a biter- but damnit if those things don’t drive me fucking wild. Paired with the fire in her eyes, I’m a goner every time.