The air was thick with tension and unspoken desires as Chris held Lily pinned beneath him, her delicate body contrasting sharply with his powerful frame. Her heart raced, a mixture of excitement and apprehension coursing through her veins. Lily's breasts, exposed and vulnerable, twitched under Chris's intense gaze, the nipples hardening as if in anticipation of his touch. She could feel her core throbbing, a wetness between her thighs that betrayed her growing arousal. Chris's blue eyes, deep and smoldering like the dark ocean waves, never left her body, and she felt a shiver run down her spine.
"You like that, don't you, Lily? To get fucked roughly by me," Chris's voice was a low rumble, filled with a possessive hunger. "Hearing your moans turns me on. I want to hear more of them."
Lily, her breath coming in short gasps, managed to find her voice, her words laced with surprise. "I... I didn't know you had this wild side, Chris. It's... it's exciting."
