Spicy Hot
Déessei can't sleep until i feel your touchi can feel you tremble when we touchcraving your touchwhen we touch i get this feeling
His fingers dig into my hips, holding me in place as he pounds into me mercilessly, his ragged breath hot against my ear.
“You’re going to come for me,” he commands, his hand sliding beneath my stomach to find my clit. “Now.”
His fingers circle, press, and it’s like an electric current rips through me. My orgasm explodes inside me—violent, shattering—forcing me to scream his name, tears burning in my eyes, my entire body trembling uncontrollably. He doesn’t stop, continuing to thrust into me as I convulse around him, my inner walls clenching desperately.