Debby
"Turn around."
His hands gripped my hips, his breath hot against my neck.
I gasped at his words,still reeling from the pleasure, but his voice had that edge that made my pulse spike again.
“More?” I teased, sliding off him, my legs wobbly.
He smirked and stood, pulling me up with him.
“I can't get enough of you."
He spun me around, bending me over the chair as I held on to the armrest. “Ass up, Debby.”
I arched my back, pushing my hips out. “Like this?”
“f**k, yeah,” he groaned, his hands spreading me open. “Look at you.”
I glanced over my shoulder, catching his hungry stare. “Well, what are you waiting for?”
He didn’t answer, he just slid his c**k on me, teasing my entrance. “You’re wet as f**k Debby. You think you can handle more?"
“Yes,” I breathed, pushing back. “f**
