Amelia pressed her chest into the bed, her hands gripping the pillow tightly as she arched her back, eyes full of desperation as she looked over her shoulder at Nick. Sweat glistened on her flushed skin, making her look irresistible. "Faster, baby!" she moaned, her voice breathy, a mix of pleading and demand. The sight of her, flushed and begging, made Nick lose what little control he had left.
He loved this position—the way his cock could bury itself deep inside her, how her perfect ass bounced against him with each thrust. Gripping her waist with both hands, Nick drove into her harder, the rhythm of his movements quickening. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, blending with the lewd moans spilling from Amelia's lips.
