"You're doing great," Ross murmured, his voice thick with desire. Then, without warning, he pushed deeper, forcing more of his cock into her tight pink pussy.
Imari's back arched off the bed, her hands clawing at the sheets.
"Stop! It hurts!" she cried, her voice high-pitched and panicked. Tears pricked the corners of her eyes as the overwhelming pressure intensified.
"I feel like you're breaking me apart!" Her fingers clenched into fists, the pain and fullness nearly too much to bear.
Ross, however, didn't slow down. Instead, he captured her lips in a fierce, possessive kiss, silencing her cries.
His mouth moved against hers with urgency, his tongue invading her as forcefully as his cock was inside her. The kiss muffled her protests, but the pain was still there, raw and unrelenting.
