I started moving, riding him slow, lifting myself almost completely off him before sinking back down. He groaned loudly and met me each time with a luxurious stroke.
My head fell back as his hand cupped my breast, his mouth teasing the n****e until my pace quickened, the fire inside me burning brighter.
I moaned as I f****d him, claiming his as mine, a promise not to abandon him like his family had. I would get us out of this. I had to.
I shuddered against him, my breasts his meal as my p***y f****d him. He felt so good inside me, filling me with every glorious inch of him.
My body was full, my heart was full as I held him to me, his mouth leaving kisses and marks over my pale skin. His fingers dug into my hips, holding me steady as I used his shoulders as leverage.
Pleasure radi
