I wondered if it was possible to wear a mattress out from hard fucking as he powered into me, the wet sound of my pussy taking his dick filling the room in a soundtrack I knew I’d never forget.
“So good, Anya,” he hissed as he came in closer. Wrapping my arms and legs around him, I held on as his chest rubbed back and forth against mine with each thrust.
I could feel myself spiraling. “I’m going to come,” I moaned. “Oh, please, Devlin. I’m right there.”
“That’s it, sweetheart. Come on my dick. Do it.”