Luther steps forward until his thighs hit the mattress, then he guides the tip of his dick to my entrance.
My breath quickens.
We’ve done this before.
He’s been inside me before.
But this… This time feels different.
The blinders are off.
This is us.
Bare.
Exposed.
Raw.
He’s watching me.
Waiting.
“I want you.” I remind him. “Take me.” I beg him.
A low sound rolls off Luther as he presses into me.
He grips my hip, holding me down. Holding me in place.
I’m so wet, so slick for him, that my clenching muscles aren’t enough to slow him down.
He releases his hold of his cock and presses his palm down on my lower stomach.
He presses down and he pushes in.
My back arches.
I’m so full.
It’s so perfect.
In and out.
Luther drags himself in and out, and I can’t think about anything other than where we’re connected.
My body is on fire.
And there’s only Luther.
There’s onlyhim.
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Luther
I rockmy hips against her, sinking as deep as I can go.
And it’s not enough.