Pawn of Fate
The intensity of his gaze made me feel more exposed than my state of undress ever could.
"God! You're perfect," he murmured, before capturing my lips in a searing kiss.
He didn't need any more encouragement. He entered me in one swift motion, filling me completely. I gasped, my nails digging into his shoulders.
He started moving, slow at first, but quickly building up speed. His thrusts became harder, faster. I could feel myself building towards something, something intense and powerful.
It was frantic, desperate.
I bit his shoulder to muffle my cries, tasting the salt of his skin. His grip on my hips tightened, sure to leave bruises. I didn't care.
인기 회차