The heat of his release filled her moments later, thick and potent, prolonging her climax as her mind spiraled into bliss.
For a fleeting moment, a pang of fear struck her—a fast, intrusive thought about the possibility of pregnancy. But before she could linger on it, Ross was already on the move.
He pulled her up with ease, their bodies never separating, and shifted their positions.
This time, he laid back against the bed, his hands firmly gripping her hips as he guided her on top of him.
"Your turn," Ross said with a cocky grin.
Emma settled herself over his cock, marveling at how he was still hard—harder than she thought possible.
She could feel every inch of him stretching her again, filling her completely.
The position gave her a newfound control, and she couldn't help but gasp as she sank down onto him fully.
"Ohhhhhhh…" She began moving, her hips rocking in slow, deliberate circles as she adjusted to the new angle.
