Thrust Synonym Novels & Stories

Thrust. His body tenses, and I can tell he's close, my name slips from his lips. “This.” Thrust. “Is me.” Thrust. “Owning you.” Thrust. “Taking what’s mine.” Thrust. His body locks up beneath me, a sharp cry tearing from his throat as he spills between us, shaking with the force of it. His heat engulfs me, and the way he clenches around me has my own control snapping. I bury myself deeper, a groan ripping from me as I come hard, my body trembling against his.

When Ray entered him in one powerful thrust, Bryson rammed into me in a similar force. 'Aah!.' I threw my head back as mu pussy took in the thick appendage, forcing my clit to pulsate more at the ferocious heat that kept on spreading. Every time Ray thrust in Bryson push into me. Thrust, push, thrust, push. It was a perfect rythm, accompanied by grains and moans of carnal delight. Ray's p. o. v

His thrusts started deep and slow. My breath hitched every time he pulled back and slammed forward. My pussy clenched around him and my wetness dripped down my thighs. My nails scraped the floor as my body arched, begging, but he didn’t let me move. His hand held my throat and his other hand gripped my hip so tight I knew he’d leave a bruise. “You thought you could challenge me,” he murmured. “Slap me. Tempt me. And walk away in one piece?”

[Excellent-Grade Multi-Point Continuous Thruster] [Combat Power +30] Victor nodded, very satisfied with the thruster. A continuous thruster can continuously thrust two times or more, allowing a mecha to have more powerful kinetic energy. Besides continuous thrusters, there are also high-speed thrusters, parallel thrusters, jet thrusters, and so on. There are many types, and the choice depends on individual needs. This was the only special thruster Victor had, so he had no choice, but he was happy enough because the continuous thruster was a very decent thruster. Moreover, it was excellent-grade, so it gave a significant combat power boost. Victor had no reason to be dissatisfied.

Thrust “I hurt my friends.” Thrust “I wreaked havoc.” Thrust “I wanted to burn everything down” Thrust “When you picked Guvaski over me” Thrust “Jesus Christ!! I wanted to commit murder.” Thrust “I wanted everyone to be hurt and feel my pain.” THRUST. The bed rams into the wall again. That will definitely leave a dent. I don’t care right now. I want all his anger, all his hate and bitterness. Everything. “And then you saunter back here”

Her body tensing and after few seconds she came undone for the second time. “You sold “ * thrust * “yourself to me.” *thrust* “I will do” * thrust* “however and whatever” * thrust* “I want to do with you” *rough thrust* “don’t deny me”. His harsh words tattered her dignity. With great effort she brought her hands down and pushed his shoulder to make his rough slamming less painful, but he didn’t care her feeble attempt. He took the skin of her neck in between his teeth and gave a rough bite and then sucked on the skin. Sweat covered their bodies as he kept pacing insanely.

THRUST THRUST THRUST “Argh… nghhh… mmphhh… I’m going to.… “ Vidarr doesn't take his eyes off Soral’s face as he pounds Soral's ass with slow but hard thrusts, their skin slaps so hard that it stings. It hurts so good is all Soral can think; his cock feels hot and itchy at the same time. He is going to explode. . . THRUST! The cum erupts from him with no further warning, the sticky white substance flies to land on Vidarr's face, neck, chest . . .

Thrust Thrust Adrian repeatedly slammed into me, and I found myself staring at the wall with slightly dazed eyes. With each thrust of his dick inside my pussy, some would strike directly against my g spot, causing me to shiver and a moan to escape my lips, while others missed the mark.

Thrust in—rough, deep—one hard stroke that buried him completely. Riley cried out—sharp, raw—echo bouncing off the windows. He fucked her hard—fast, punishing slams that rocked the couch, leather creaking under them. One hand fisted in her hair—yanked her head back so her spine arched, throat exposed. Other hand dove between her legs—fingers finding her swollen clit, rubbing fast, merciless circles.

He lift my legs, wrapping them around his waist as he drove deeper, my body arching into his with each thrust. My cries grew louder, more frantic, my nails raking down his back as I clung to him. “You're-” Thrust. “-perfect,”. He grunts, his voice raw with emotion. “So perfect.” Thrust. “Made for me.” Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. My head fell back, my body shaking beneath him. "Fa-Fabian ..." I gasped, my voice breaking as he pushes me closer to the edge. Thrust. Thrust.