Her legs wrapped around my waist, heels digging into my back, pulling me closer, her skin hot against mine. I could feel her nails scratching lightly down my shoulders as she clung to me, the faint sting mixing with pleasure.

“Fuck,” I muttered against her neck, nipping at her skin. It tasted salty and warm. “You feel so good, so tight and wet for me.”

She answered with a soft moan, "Caleb," drawn out like a sigh, her voice muffled against my shoulder, warm breath tickling my skin. Her pussy squeezed me every time I hit deep, fluttering around my cock like it was begging for more.

I changed it...