If her mouth feels this tight... Ross mused, the thought stirring a deeper hunger within him. I can't wait to see how her pussy handles me. How that tight little body will struggle to take all of my cock. He could barely suppress the thrill that ran through him at the thought.
The image of Iris, trembling, helpless to resist as her body fought to accommodate him, was all he could think about.
Her pace quickened under his silent command, but Ross wanted more. He wanted to break through the last of her defenses, to see her fully submit beneath him, to hear her breath catch not just in hesitation, but in helpless surrender.
He watched her closely, every flicker of resistance making his blood rush hotter. The power, the control—it was addictive.
Iris, on the other hand, felt herself slipping deeper into despair, each passing second more unbearable than the last.
