Tessa
Ryan spun me around, my ass up in the air, my knees and hands digging into the mattress so I felt his hardness from behind.
“You want this, Tess?” he asked, his tone rough with need.
“God, yes,” I said, gripping the sheets, my body still buzzing from the high of our 69. “f**k me, Ryan. Hard.”
He didn’t make me wait, positioning his c**k at my entrance. “You want it rough?” he asked, one hand smacking and squeezing my ass.
“Please,” I begged, pushing back against him. “Don’t hold back.”
Then he thrust in deep, filling me in one hard stroke as he gripped my hips tightly. “f**k, Tess, you’re so damn wet.”
“Harder,” I moaned, my voice breaking as he slammed into me, his c**k hitting deep, the sound of his balls slapping against me loud in the room.
He pounded into me brutally, ea
