PLEASE ME, DADDY: 50 SHADES OF DESIRE
Halfway in, he was panting, sweat soaking through his shirt, but he rocked back, urging me on.
'More... deeper, Liam. Fill me up.'
I groaned low, the sound rumbling from my chest. 'Oh shit, you're squeezing me so tight.' Finally, I bottomed out, my hips flush against his cheeks, my balls pressing snug against his taint. The fullness was overwhelming; I could feel his inner walls pulsing around me, adjusting to the invasion. I held still for a beat, just savoring it—the way his heat enveloped me, the slight tremor in his legs.