Forbidden Summer Sins
“You feel like home.”
She moved with deep, rolling movements, head falling back, breasts bouncing with every thrust. Jake watched her with reverent eyes, thumb finding her clit and circling with perfect pressure. The sound of their bodies meeting filled the room…wet, rhythmic, desperate. Emma’s moans grew louder, her nails digging into his shoulders as pleasure built.
“Come for me,” he growled, sitting up to suck one nipple into his mouth.
She shattered with a cry of his name, clenching around him in pulsing waves. Jake followed seconds later, burying himself deep and spilling inside her with a guttural groan, holding her tight as they rode the aftershocks together.