Chapter 3
My p***y is raw from the pounding, but I am so turned on, juices leaking out around his shaft, I want him to keep going, destroy me until I cannot take it.
"f**k, Doc, I am not ready to stop," he growled, his voice rough and low, eyes locked on mine with that hungry look, like a man who had been starved for months and finally got a taste.
His hands gripped my thighs tighter, his fingers digging into the flesh, leaving red marks, he pulled back slow, his c**k sliding out almost all the way, slick with my wetness, the head catching on my entrance before he shoved back in hard, making me cry out.
My body jolted, my t**s bouncing wildly under my top, the n*****s aching from the friction.
"Yes, keep f*****g me," I moaned, my voice breathy and desperate, hands reaching up to gra
