"I think you knew you were going to say yes the moment I brought it up," Kahili says, driving his c**k deep into Ardyn from behind. Ardyn fists his pillow with unabashed moans, jerked further into the plush cushion with every forceful thrust Kahili gives. His knees threaten to give out and his hips ache from the low position, but Ardyn feels blissfully at peace from the tight hands on his waist and Kahili's c**k deep within him.
Kahili continues with a powerful thrust. "You love me taking care of you. When you don't have to do anything but sit pretty and take it." A squeeze to his hips. "And you take it so well, baby. How could I let you work when I could have you stay home and take my c**k all day instead?"
Ardyn moans through the tight feeling beginning to build in his stomach.
Kahili
