Twisted Cravings
She cummed first, shaking, crying out my name, pussy squeezing me so tight I almost lost it.
I flipped her over, pulled her hips up, and fucked her harder from behind.
The sound of her moans and our bodies slapping together filled the suite.
When I finally came, it was deep inside her, groaning her name like a prayer.
We collapsed on the bed, sweaty and breathing hard. For a while, neither of us spoke.
Then I pulled her against my chest.
“I hated it, you know,” I said quietly, stroking her hair.
“Watching Ryan waste you. He had the most incredible woman and treated you like an accessory. Every holiday, every dinner… I wanted to drag you away and show you what you deserved.”