Their lovemaking turned tender yet intense, his pace varying—slow grinds that made her whimper, then firm strokes that had her nails raking his back.
'You feel incredible,' he confessed, voice breaking with emotion.
'This new girl of mine... you're unraveling me.' Chloe's response was a moan, her legs tightening around him as waves of pleasure crested over the initial pain.
'Gordon, I'm yours... f**k me like you mean it,' she cried, the words spilling out in her haze.
He obliged, hips snapping forward, the slap of skin on skin punctuating their shared breaths.
'That's my girl—ride it out with me,' he praised, his mouth finding her collarbone, sucking marks into her skin.
Chloe's body trembled, the hurt fading into pure bliss, her cries turning to pleas: 'Don't stop... your big d**k i
