"Atticus?" she asked, her voice still raspy. Daphne's mind felt as though there was a layer of mist glazed over it. She could barely think straight but the sudden lack of touch between her and him quickly sobered her up.
She had been so close. Just a few more pumps and she would've came undone no doubt.
"Not yet," he said between grins. His own breathing was heavy, still laced with desire.
He placed her onto the bed and flipped her over without warning. Daphne yelped in surprise as she was on all fours, her ass lifted high in the air. She could feel Atticus's hands prying her open, his thumb gently pulling open her folds so that he could see it better.
"Wait―"
She didn't have a chance to speak. Atticus drove his cock deep within her in one fell swoop, causing her to cry out with pleasure.
