EMMA’s POV :

“Oh, Ian!” I screamed.

Ian pounded himself deeper into me as I rode through another orgasm. A sheen of sweat trickled down my glistening body as I collapsed on top of him, panting from the experience. I was exhausted, but Ian wasn’t finished with me yet. He kept thrusting into me, driving my orgasm further and his closer. I could tell he was close, so I started grinding my hips in time with his thrusts. His perfectly sculpted body glistened and stiffened under my touch.

“Fúck!” Ian cursed through his teeth. “Stop moving baby girl or I’m gonna cum inside you,”

“It’s okay, I’m on the pill,”...