"Is this how to beg, darling?" He stopped moving, to kiss me on my forehead.
"What are you doing?''
The way I narrowed my eyes at him, caused him to chuckle a bit.
And, not even a moment later, I was lying under him, a writhing, moaning mess as he f*cked me senseless.
I felt him where I had never felt anything remotely as intense before, that I had to scream his name and scratch his back because the waves of pleasure started drowning me. While my legs began to hug him too, next to my arms, he rammed me harder and harder into the mattress. If I wasn't so dazed by lust, I would've been scared that we broke the bed.
