Crave: A Collection Of Wicked Desires
I climbed onto him, thighs bracketing his waist, and grabbed the thick length in my hand.
His moan was soft, pitiful, as I lined myself up. “Rowan… please…”
“Let me show you how it’s done,” I muttered, sinking down.
The stretch made me cry out, my body still sore from his first use. His cock dragged through me, filling me again, inch by inch, until my ass was flush against his hips. My head fell back with a gasp. “Fuck—”
Soren whimpered, clutching my waist, shaking under me. His eyes were wide, pleading, his voice breaking. “It’s… my first time,” he confessed, words spilling like a secret he’d been choking on.
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