Daria
Nate’s eyes were on mine as he pulled his briefs down, sliding out his thick and ready length. His d**k was at my entrance nudging me, and I gripped the counter, spreading my legs even further apart. Right now, I was no boss, just a woman waiting desperately to be filled the man standing in front of me.
“Do it,” I urged.
With one slow thrust, he pushed inside me, stretching me and filling me completely. I bit my lip to stifle a moan.
“Fuckkkk,” I gasped, barely audible.
“Shh,” he murmured, gripping my hips and holding me steady on the counter. “Gotta be quiet, Daria.”
“Easy for you to say, you're not the one taking it," I hissed, digging my nails into his arms as he started moving.
The lounge was silent except for the soft creak of the counter and our ragged breathing.
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