WHERE SIN FEELS LIKE HOME
He spun me around, bent me over the edge of the bed
" I'm going to make you feel good, scream my name" he said and drove into me in one rough thrust.
I cried out. This was only the second time we’d had sex, but it felt like the first real time, raw, chosen, deliberate. He fucked me hard, hips slamming against my ass, cock stretching me open with every brutal stroke. One hand fisted in my hair, the other gripping my hip so tightly I knew I’d bruise.
“Take it,” he growled, pounding deeper. “That’s it. Fuck, you feel so good.”
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