Wet Desires: {A Steamy Collection}
Then came Jessica’s voice, moaning his name like a prayer.
“Matttteeewwww…I want you to pound this pussyyy.”
His breath hitched. He shouldn’t have looked. Shouldn’t have moved. But his body betrayed him, drawn helplessly toward Jessica’s cracked bedroom door.
When he reached her bedroom room door, the room was dim, lit only by the soft, golden glow of her night lamp. Shadows stretched across the walls, flickering with each breath she took. She lay sprawled on the bed naked, legs wide, one hand clutching the sheets like she was holding on for dear life, while the other moved between her thighs, working a thick pink dildo in and out of her slick pussy, slow and deep.