Falling Hard
But Ezekiel wasn’t done.
Before she could catch her breath, he moved up her body, his thick length nudging at her entrance, still sensitive and dripping.
“I’m going to fill you again, baby,” he whispered against her ear. “Slow… deep… until you forget every man before me.”
“There’s never been anyone like you,” Isla admitted, breathless and dazed.
His lips brushed hers. “Good.”
Ezekiel sank into her with one slow, steady thrust, stretching her until she was gasping against his mouth. He moved unhurriedly, grinding his hips, pressing into every spot that made her toes curl.
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