Logan's eyes locked onto Lily's flushed face, and he got even more fired up. He snatched the phone, turned it off in a flash, and tossed it onto the bed. Then he bit down on Lily's fair breast, her red nipple tender under his teeth, while he thrust wildly, driving himself deep into her.
"Oh God, yes, fuck me." Lily moaned freely now that the phone was out of the way. She wrapped her arms tight around Logan's neck, her legs welcoming him back, trembling and clenching, twisting and grinding against him.
They were lost in a wave of lust, moving like they were one, caught up in the heat of the moment. Their bodies were a mess of sweat and fluids, separating and coming together again, creating an intensely erotic scene.
