Bound by Sin: The Heir & His Stepmother
“Shit, Aurora… so tight. It feels like this pussy was custom-made for my cock. Squeezing it all… The perfect fit, hot and wet.”
“It was,” I gasped, my hands searching for his behind me. “Every night alone, it only remembered you. It only ached for you. It only got wet thinking about this.”
He began to move, and each thrust was a declaration of war — fierce, relentless, deeply possessive.
“Say it. Say who owns this delicious pussy.”
“You,” I moaned, my head falling back against his shoulder. “Always you. Only you.”
He pulled me by the hair, forcing my face to the side, his eyes burning into mine.
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