Adam’s P.O.V.
Fuck, if my little mate was about to keep this up, I would blow my load like a fifteen-year-old looking into his first Playboy magazine. My eyes rolled back all the way to where they could probably see my own brains, feeling her bare for the very first time. The tight clench of her p***y, her wetness, f**k… I could even sense my precum marking her already, my scent nesting inside of her. My f*****g canines were already coming out and I was only just inside of her.
My hips had found a glorious rhythm of rocking in and out of her. The wet sounds of our f*****g, the cracking of the bed on the wooden floors, the sweet sounds she was making as I hit her G-spot stroke after delicious stroke, it was all too much for me right now.
“Where do you want me to bite you, baby?” I panted
