RAW DESIRES:{50 Stories of Passion}
He pulled out slowly, then rammed in faster, each drive jolting me forward, elbows knocking the soap dispenser.
“Take it. Every inch.” He grunted, His hand fisted my hair, yanking my head back, spine arching as he kept pounding deeper.
The edge of the counter dug into my belly, bruises from yesterday pulsing. Pleasure coiled low, tightening with each slap of skin, his grunts mixing with my whimpers.
“Cum on my cock, Nikki. Show me you’re mine.” He whispered in my ear. His fingers reached around, pinching my clit, rolling it roughly.