Contracted to the Mafia: A Plus-Size Bride
"You know, you're just trash. But you're delicious trash."
"YES... I'M TRASH..." Elena moaned, her body starting to tremble violently. "BUT I'M YOUR TRASH... I'M ONLY YOURS..."
"You're right," Nathan whispered, feeling his climax approaching.
"AHHHH... NATHAN... I..." Elena moaned, and then she reached her peak, her body trembling violently beneath Nathan.
"FUCK, ELENA!" Nathan shouted, and he reached his peak too, his body tensing, a long groan escaping his lips.