Page 2 of Entwined

“Yes, Dane, please,” she pants, already clenching around me. “Love me, now.”

I clasp a firm grip on her hips and thrust forward, burying myself in her tight, wet heat with an animalistic roar. “Like that, baby? That how you want it?”

“Yeah,” she mewls, rocking her pelvis back and forth to take her pleasure.

I buck in counter-rhythm, slowly dragging my dick almost all the way out then sliding back in at her greedy pace. I love control, maniacally so, but damn it if it doesn’t drive me wild when she dances on my dick. Watching her ass bounce, hearing her throaty moans as she hungrily takes what’s hers, emboldened and raunchy by crazed ecstasy. My dirty girl, love her too.

Those unbelievable internal muscles of hers start to quiver around me, the tell-tale tremors of her building quake, and her breathing grows loud and ragged. “Fuck yes, give it to me.” I reach a hand down to her clit and manipulate the engorged little bud just how she likes.

“Dane,” she wails my name, pulsating around my cock as she coats it with her release, setting me off.

I lower myself over her back and slide my hands under her sweat-slickened body, grabbing both tits, encircling her in protection from my brutal force. “Your pussy’s begging,” I pound deeper, “for my come,” harder, “keep squeezing, baby, take it from me.” The dresser bangs against the wall, the bass to our cacophony of my gnarled groans and her sweet whimpers.

With a final, hoarse rumble, I burrow to her depths and come, long and hard… into my fiancé.

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