He was entirely inside, just like that.
Writhing and twitching below him was Isla, who tried her best not to scream in pleasure. The way he thrust inside was akin to an explosion of passion.
Unrestrainedly rough, it almost felt like being marked inside, in her deepest core.
"Ha..."
His deep moan beside her ear made her thigh tremble weakly. All her energy evaporated into thin air.
"He'll never be able to give you this kind of pleasure."
His eyes sharply claimed her field of vision, forcing her to focus on them. "Like no one will ever be."
Isla reached out to his jaw, shakingly trying to shut his mouth. She whispered, "Stop... talking... and just... fuck..."
"Ha...!" Sebastian scoffed angrily.
And as his anger burst into action, Isla felt the change in his movement.
SLAM!!
"Ahn!"
THRUST! THRUST! THRUST!
Pain!
This... was the same as their first night...
"No...! Ah! Ah! Stop...!"
