Raw & Ruined: Short Romantic Sins
“Up. On the bed. Ass up.”
Natalia scrambled onto the mattress, face down, knees spread, arching her back like an offering. Marcus yanked her bikini bottoms down her thighs, leaving them tangled at her knees. He spread her open with both hands—thumbs pulling her cheeks apart so he could see her dripping cunt, swollen and pink.
“Look at this mess,” he growled. “Soaked from just sucking cock. You’re fucking drenched, baby girl.”
He dragged two fingers through her folds, collecting her slick, then pushed them inside—deep, curling, pumping fast. Natalia cried out into the sheets, hips rocking back to meet every thrust.